Paint Me Flowers

Paint Me Flowers

A Poem by Pi Cee

On our wall.
In a pretty bouquet
of red, black, and white.
That way they won't die,
I'll have them forever,
'til I die
in your arms
staring at the pretty pretty wall.

© 2012 Pi Cee


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This is quaint, but so full of feeling and love. Painted flowers that never die can be equated to a love that remains frozen in time. Beautiful sadness.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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a beautiful tragedy. that bouquet is a forest of feeling.
great job

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is beautiful but it fills me with such sadness, it feels like the wall has been decorated with a bouquet of love and flowers but it feels like it's actually a partition, it comes in between.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

One foot forward, one rose blossoming in the heart, another step forward, a second rose's scent forever in the soul. The next step, the next dozen plus one, forever to embrace the life grown steadily within vine made for two. =)

Aaron =)

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

how's about that? :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


beautifully simplistic and simply beautiful!

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Pi Cee

11 Years Ago

Thanks quin =)

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Added on December 26, 2012
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Pi Cee
Pi Cee

Parkersburg, WV



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