Plucking Daisies.

 

He loves me
With each petal that I pull from within the confines of my mind 
He loves me not
The more confusion plagues me
He loves me
My heart is a daisy with endless petals,
That continually takes me around in circles
He loves me not
Do I stop plucking?
He loves me
I hesitate briefly and pull off another petal
He loves me not
Sooner or later my daisy heart will run out of petals
He loves me, He loves me not
Only then will I know.

Immerse yourself in what inspires you the most!
Dynamite Boom Boom and I at Carousel.

Author: Chad St James

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