Praying Mantis Ballet

I was stunning to behold

A detail most obvious

But you never once ate me up with your stare

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aaaaaaaaaaa starved rabid w o l f

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Your eyes danced lightly over my figure

I was studied; admired.

a lustrous piece of art, a true token of beauty

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A thoughtfully intrigued glance –

maybe even a playful smirk

lit your face

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All I know

Is that you had the chance to pluck me

For your own to keep

To watch

Whilst I withered away

And decayed

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But instead you allowed me to stay

I was watered

And so I bloomed*

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And let me just say

Never have I

aaaaaaaafelt

aamore

aaaaaaaaaaaalive.

Picture: “Geranio” by Massimo Francesconi from Flickr is licensed under CC BY-ND 2.0 license.