For Beirut - Cyclamen
and I've got another extra-leafy plant
that will not stop climbing toward the ceiling
and I've got troves of treasure
and I've got a little secret, nothing bad,
that flows in the veins of my hand
and colors my blood a glowing red.
You've got plenty of bills on your mind.
You're not thinking about me, not talking,
up there with all that highfalutin stuff
like a delicate mist that consorts with the clouds
and sprayeth upon them the pearly dust of dawn.
I always knew you would treat me this way.
This is just a little story
with no hidden meaning.
But that mountain descending right into the sea
straight down into clear turquoise waters
has forgotten all about you.
That mountain is mine, all mine,
Cards are 10cm x 10cm and come with a beautiful thick envelope.