Abandoned
Forgotten, I am a wilted weed tucked between the grass,
Forgotten beyond the sunken morass of overgrown green.
I once felt like the loveliest wildflower
in your garden, and I blossomed
in the sunlight of your ardent hours.
Bright and bold,
my sights were gold
in exhilaration of you.
Your exuberance, like April rain,
showered me down to my roots.
It quenched our soil but never drained.
Filling the chasm of our expectations,
I met your enthusiasm with my own
eagerness, till the earth flooded in emotion,
and we almost drowned beneath the ocean
of our desires. The intensity between us
felt like a tidal wave,
and you were washed away,
never looking back.
Now alone, I wonder what might have been.
As a black sky rises
with a white moon again,
I remember the unique beauty of
our differences, an untamed union
that exploded into dust,
dying too soon.
I imagine you tending to
your spring garden
in the infancy of love.
The gentle fragrance of
night-blooming jasmine mingled
with soothing lavender returns,
and I burn
within,
wishing I was still
the blooming wildflower
held in your skillful hands,
but I am the forgotten one
deserted by love.
Written 6/15/20 for The Thesaurus – Abandon or Abandoned Contest
Sponsor – Dear Heart
*Synonyms for abandon used – forgotten, deserted, exuberance, alone
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2020
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