Loves Body
Love's Body
stung once before,
by an orchard
tangled
into a rose bush,
pricking a lone
sunflower.
She closed the blinds
and fell
asleep.
Love’s body
returned, and she
awoke with
one,
kiss,
from a blue hydrangea.
Roses encompassed them,
remaining untouched.
They were still.
Love’s new body,
a blue hydrangea and a not so lone
sunflower.
Sitting beside a rose garden.
The hydrangea whispers,
"I’ll close the blinds
so you can
sleep.”
Tomorrow,
she’ll raise them,
so that they both may
grow
with the sun.
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