"Destined Minds"

the autumn flowering musk rosa moschata of grace and elegance
of yester years bloom and histories fragrance

you beckon your sweetness and poetic romance
in the garden once where you flowered and dance

where is scent that my heart quickens and entice
where is thy purity and all things nice

you blush but your nothing but plastic and tulle and vain
your off the assembly line and its really quite insane

that you should want to be like any other
forsaking the genes you got from your father and mother

yes your perfect your features quite flawless
but your plastic and very quite odourless

no sweet aroma, no more uniqueness
just plastic and tulle standing in a vase of lacking completeness..

Mare Long
(c) Ocotober 2010