Poems 01: Plucked
You planted your seed and watered
me the most beautiful garden
I couldn’t help but flourish when
you called my mind beautiful
Day by day I watched myself loose
thorns
Each petal was none the same after
you touched it
I was happy you had picked me
Midnight fell upon us as the dew
laid thick
The wind began to howl
And it was there deep inside me
You had found everything that you were
looking for.
By B.Fryer