Lotus Love On My Dresser
Lotus lotus, paper thin,
How your were folded and moulded
To stand out, not to fit in
Who created you to be so … smooth?
Delicately handled
All your corners and grooves
An empty space within, but I wouldn’t call you hollow,
You were made with room to fill,
Kinda like a room I can borrow
Not the real thing but real to me,
Made for no real reason,
But your unintentional beauty I see,
From the idle hands of a creative being
No intention set, but I bet,
The process of creating you was freeing.
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