Lily.
I lofty. I lily lean softly to the right.
To watch you write.
Bored, I will my gorgeous orange ellipse petals to open wider, stretch higher.
I beautiful. I brighten your day and that is my purpose.
When you pause, lift up to gaze vacantly around. Thinking?
I contemptuous you.
You – here for a long time, filling time.
Me – blooming brilliantly, filling my short existence with a languid but focused energy that you will never have.
I lofty.
I win.
