He Found Some Crumbs On His Trail

He Found Some Crumbs On His Trail here I am, just a lovely tulip in my lonesome, a garden of one incarcerated in body and mind waiting, waiting for a good rising sun he said, look here my lovely tulip please don't be waiting there will be no peeking cupid over a rainbow mating i cried how he found somebody else so sudden were the crumbs on his trail it leaves me bummed how i was used my sorrows rest for another cocktail connie pachecho 2/6/17