Flower
Some men never think of it. You did. You’d come along And say you’d nearly brought me flowers But something had gone wrong.
The shop was closed. Or you had doubts - The sort that minds like ours Dream up incessantly. You thought I might not want your flowers.
It made me smile and hug you then. Now I can only smile. But, look, the flowers you nearly brought Have lasted all this while.
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But, look, the flowers you nearly brought Have lasted all this while.
The root of the flower is something deeper. The desire, even if thwarted, outlasts a flower. “The thought that counts.”
but alternatively,
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The “thought of” counts for nothing. Action - not Could’ve Should’ve Would’ve. I’ll summit this mountain, to bring you this flower. It is a pointless task but with meaning.
What to make of this?
It made me smile and hug you then. Now I can only smile.
She can no longer hug. Is it a mentally imposed constraint or something material, the one she would hug isn’t present. (What does it mean to be present? Loss from communicative dislocation versus death).
A smile without a viewer.