Petals

I took the petals from my book
Flattened out with time

Put them in my bed
hard , and spoiled...........

All that remains are all the memories
of the night............
The taste still fresh in my mouth

As though it were supposed
to linger forever........

Bittersweet
yet tempting once again.

I put the petals in My
book.

Hard, and spoiled.....
and bittersweet