Bougainvillea

Delicate, fragile secreted away beneath your beautiful bract always hiding from the world you live in a dream shared only by you alone, lonely but better alone then afraid better alone then dejected better alone then hurt shrouded in your cloak of royal color, you feel invisible, protected but I see you I see your heart, warm and full fringed in frail lace, sweet and gentle guileless and open your fragility defines you, so trusting you are, yet allowing you to so easily be broken and I have broken you you trusting me to be gentle, to understand you, your needs and me, insensitive, demanding gruffly pushing past your leaves of green then purple my movements careless and awkward stripped from you your gentle flower, white and pure gone forever but perhaps in time trust will return and another will grow, again, hidden away beneath your loving bracts, and replace your broken heart with the beauty that so fills you. 05/01/15