050910b Flower Along The Way Poem by Manonton Dalan

symmetrical stones; half moons
line the curbside along greenish
spotted with little round mulches
a solitary rose prancing to the sun
bud similar to openings lips for kiss
caught my eyes i'm too much please

i pause to see fine lines on half petal
barely slipping from green canopy
nature's art beyond, beyond compare
to touch it; i never dare; salty hands
i don't want to hurt her freedom to grow
i let her free of touch just lovers do