Monday, September 16, 2019

Sunflower

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For Vincent


You took one step forward and tell me
you planted all the secrets deep in the soil
 “van Gogh would’ve known,” you said.
With warmth on your smile you took a step
backward and let me tend it
wounds you would not let anyone peek
I guarded it as if it was mine to keep
precious, vulnerable
hoping someday it will grow and grow
to be the love of a lifetime

Spring came but it never bloomed
the roots hardened
the branches broke
and cracks appeared like terrible veins
on my wrist
I watered and watered with nothing but
teardrops and agony
But it died leaving no whisper
nor love
And I do realize
van Gogh would have known
for it was selfish lies you buried underneath



Love, May & November