I am creating a bouquet of you, hand-forming
your best features into little puffs and sprays, like
a sprig of your daffodil-lipped whispers
or a twist of your dandelion lashes
and you are propped up in my best blue vase
so I can make sure the aphids won't get you, but
the butterflies can still find your leafy skin
and kiss your cheeks as I do
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