My Petals (He Be Steppin’ On)

My petals,
He be steppin’ on.

Outside of his conscience,
He misses his own
Foot steps walk alone.
Outside HIS zone.

My petals
He be steppin’ on.

Pound-ing lightly,
Thrust-ing blindly.
Flames wilt – I’m cold.
Watering me is gettin’ old.

My petals,
He be steppin’ on.

(c) 2013
brownsugatou

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