For a Wilted Flower Blooming Again

for a wilted flower blooming again

paper flowers
don’t grow
and love 
is not a play thing

you tickled my heart
and I giggled silly tears

you reeled me in
as I feasted
on your sweet bait

then you left
leaving me 
like an old cemetery:
full and lifeless

now I ride
a roller coaster of emotions
up and down the tainted rails
life often travels

but companions of pain and fear
are ceasing to be old ‘road dogs’
without whom I shall survive

and you will become 
a faded keloid
my heart once bore

blooming again
in the garden of passion
I grow fragrantly 
waiting  to be plucked
and watered in a vase 
of true and everlasting love
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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