Just finished creating this bouquet of roses and baby breath flowers, designed for my paper vase. As I was filming it, the poem came to me.
Paper vase with paper roses
And an empty space within
In my heart a ripple closes
Over all that should have been
Paper vase with paper roses
And the memory of a scent
On my lips a smile wrinkles
Every stem starts turning bent
Paper vase with paper roses
No thorns in this eternal bloom
Except my mind, for it composes
Petals decaying in the gloom