flower

there are plants

which only bear

one blossom

which only blooms

for one night

she returns her attention

to lies in the mirror

and traces lines

which have no place

in her heart

the second

the petals unfold

they begin dying

a touch more powder

and a profound faith

in complimentary lighting

bolster her

he smiles

watching the application

of positive thought

and reaches up

he feels the cut of her hip

and grabs her ass

time is a curve

they say