Her Vase Is Happy Again
Her vase is happy again
when she came to him
she was a lonely tulip
beckoning to be held
and nurtured
with his love
his dying love
... in sunlight
so pretty, so elegant
his tulip puckering
her petals for him
just for him
in months to pass
their love grew,
a new dawning,
like virgin wool,
expanding their
horizons, their
love rose to two tulips
in her vase
so beautiful and devised,
yearnings and longings,
lonely hearts,
forever cherishing their meet
150 words or less free verse-77
connie pachecho
2/23/17
Copyright © Connie Pachecho | Year Posted 2017
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