Flower
Until I spoke his name
He had been no more than a gesture.
When I spoke his name
He came to me and became a flower
As I spoke his name
Speak my name that fits this color and odor of mine.
I might go to him and become his flower
We all wish to become something.
You to me and I to you
Wish to be an unforgettable meaning.
- by Choonsoo Kim
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