And now my love is gone...
Evaporated into the clouds to stay where you are.
This is probably for the best...
Because with nowhere to go,
My love attached to smiles
My love attached to sweet words, tiny gestures...
and fountains of promises
When those fountains dried up, so too did my love
Now I stand atop the empty fountain...
lifeless
numb...
stone...
reaching desperately for the mist heading towards the sky
Where it forms a dark nimbus that stays just above
Reminding me...
Eveyday...
It is out of my grasp

My precious seedling...
Look to me while I reach for you
Arms outstretched like rays of sun
Offering you a warmth you so desperately-Yet so quietly need
Take root where you are
Be still...
Let me cradle you until you're strong enough to stand
And when you cannot see me past the mist
Just know...
Like that solar star, I will make room when things are cloudy and wait my turn
Making sure you are fed well by the rains
So that when you do see me again
You will be even stronger still
So I may continue to nourish you
Shine for you
Burn for you
Until the day you open up for me
Stretching every vibrant petal boldly for the world to behold
My magnificent sunflower 🌻

How did you do this?
You've made me out to be a liar!
I was happy in my solitude,
but you've proven without a doubt that joy is a scarce thing without you...
I want to stay single forever,
but knowing you has revealed that I want to be a part of something so much bigger...
I've been in love before,
but my heart objects to the very notion that I've ever known such a feeling before you...
There no such thing as fate,
but the way my soul wakes up whenever you and I speak screams otherwise...
How could you do this?
How could you expose me to ME??
I had no Idea I was this pathological.

You are a realm away.
So far from this physical world...
Where there isn't a car I could build to traverse your roads.
There's not a plane I could engineer that could touch your skies.
No ship I construct will ever sail your seas, or graze your moon.
I can form no submarine to reach your depths...
You are a whole realm away.
You've packed up, and moved...
But I've found you somehow.
Hiding in my dreams behind trees of memories.
I can almost feel the caress of your lips to my forhead.
I am more awake with you here.
And while we finally walk within the same realm,
That physical world becomes more like the dream.

It's quiet here in the Alone.
A life on mute.
Words are unheard.
Cries are silent..
Certainly, a deafening pain.
The faceless crowds are drowned out
By the hushed screams in my soul.
I try to make a sound, but nothing's coming out...
Like dry heaving.
Where has my beloved melody gone?
The loss of you is noise cancelling.
If my heart beats
and you're not around to hear it,
Does it make a sound?

Excuse me, but...
Who are you?
No seriously, who are you?
You stick your nose in air,
To look down on others.
You judge them by your standards,
Leaving broken hearts and insecurity.
Crushed dreams under the soles of your judgmental boots.
But, again I ask...
Who are you?!
Because Art is an extension of self.
I am these words.
I am this poem.
And your gavel makes no sound here.

Are you one of us?
The unseen...
The undervalued...
The void...
The used...
The mistreated...
The disposable.
Come through the gate,
Into a garden made just for us.
Where our efforts aren't shrugged away
Where we don't fear the love of our friends to be conditional
Where we are afforded reciprocity
We can smile with our faces toward the sun
Facing the warmth
Embracing the growth
Planting ourselves in this fanciful garden
Never to let anyone pluck a
Single
Precious
Petal
Ever again.