Loves Body

Love's Body stung once before, by an orchard tangled into a rose bush, pricking a lone sunflower. She closed the blinds and fell asleep. Love’s body returned, and she awoke with one, kiss, from a blue hydrangea. Roses encompassed them, remaining untouched. They were still. Love’s new body, a blue hydrangea and a not so lone sunflower. Sitting beside a rose garden. The hydrangea whispers, "I’ll close the blinds so you can sleep.” Tomorrow, she’ll raise them, so that they both may grow with the sun.