Your Gift To Me
Exhaling petals in the time of need
I keep replaying the blossoming of gardenias
by pushing buttons on my remote control
with painful fingers - reminders of lost wings.
The mini blinds are broken so I peek
Over the sterile walls mutilated by wrong turns
I hear you calling me on a disconnected phone
I'm fine!...and you? - followed by a timid silence.
Accidental spring brought us back together
In a building where daffodils smell of chloroform
And angels lie flat on a recently emptied bed
As I watch windows cry in endless raindrop dances.
It's so much life outside I feel I suffocate.
I see returning swallows through your candid eyes
As panicky sirens make your heart pound in my chest...
This accidental spring we'll finally be... forever.
For Laura's "Recovery From Life" contest
Copyright © Iolanda Scripca | Year Posted 2010
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