Still Life With Flowers

By EKPoet

I have spent days of my life looking at you,
Enjoying the beauty you wake up with every day,
Watching you as if you were on television,
A singer, a fashion model maybe,
In one of those beautiful evening gowns
That linger on in the imagination
Not quite sure where you want to go
Or who you want to be with
Tonight, under the tens of thousands of stars
That are shining somewhere above our roof,
Wherever that is.

I watch you becoming a vase of beautiful flowers,
Handing out each one of the pale blooms
As if it were the very last one that you have left to give