Dead Flower
i have been watering a dead flower
I got lost in a jungle to be your lover
With the love I had to discover
And thought maybe one day I'll be your cover
And you'd be my photographer
and make me smile whenever I look at you
you were many among few,
If I knew, I could have had a different view
if I knew, I could have never chosen you
I had lost myself for your love
Thoughts spoke to me under your loud bark
Couldn't listen I was blinded in your dark
if it wasn't for water that ran out. I'd still be watering a dead flower
Copyright © Gladwin Mathebula | Year Posted 2019
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