Life-cycle of a Flower

Velvety smooth petals
shaped like crushed tear drops
richly colored as lust
rubbing it against
my cheek, I remember.
The smell of new beginnings
and promises made
with every belief they will
come true, be kept, remain alive.
Blooming under the sun’s gaze
much like me under yours
stretching and basking
straining to absorb every ray.
Smooth stem peppered with
Sharp, prickly thorns just waiting
to hurt, to surprise, to fail
so expectations fall and
walls go up, clouds
to block the sun, the love
and then will come the end.

 

Life-cycle of a Flower

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