<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532965" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Envelope of Petals</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I inch my hand<br>over your bed sheets.<br>How distressing it is<br>to step into the unknown.<br>Eyes as wide as the sun, <br>you will not be the last one<br>I ache for.<br>As my hand<br>glides along cotton linens<br>I imagine the factory that they were<br>made in.<br>I envision a repair man<br>with a wrench in his hand, <br>I think he is heartbroken<br>and he too wonders<br>what kind of lovers<br>will tangle themselves<br>in these cotton covers.<br>At home <br>he has flower beds in his garden<br>and they are the greatest understanding<br>he will ever have of love.<br>He takes care of them<br>and they repay him<br>with their exuberance.<br>And me, <br>well I am tired of<br>treading upon blanket spreads<br>of lover's beds<br>I get so woven into them<br>that I forget who I am.<br>You are the needle<br>and I am the thread.<br>You weave me in so deeply<br>so intricately<br>You tie a knot at the end of me<br>and then cut yourself free.<br>Leaving me alone and entwined, <br>love was never this unkind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some days I would trade <br>blankets and pillows and the love that rests in them<br>for the repair man's garden.<br>Because flowers are faithful.<br>Honest.<br>Humble.<br>Beautiful.<br> And they realize<br>that rainy days<br>aren't always<br>a bad thing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Vanessa+Grixti">Vanessa Grixti</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=532965" data-title="An Envelope of Petals de Vanessa Grixti" data-description="I inch my hand over your bed sheets. How distressing it is to step into the unknown. Eyes as wide as the sun, you will not be the last one I ache for. As my hand glides along cotton linens I imagine the factory that they were made in. I envision ..."></div> </div> </div>

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