I wish for your rays to extend past me
to darken my surface
and warm my core
you are bright
the color of awakenings.
you are my sun.

blow debris around me
cocoon me with your breath
make me move in your
directions
because you are unseen like ghosts
and stronger than gods
you are my winds.

We are planted together
roots underground
intertwined.

we share water
and you so generously
shade me with your leaves.

and even in the summer’s heat
when I am beneath you for shade
I wish to be closer

and even in the winters edge
when you are bare and I am gone
I wish to be closer

and though our roots wrap among each other
and you taste but sweet nectar
I wish to be closer

but this feeling
is unreachable
unless I grew inside you

With little feet
I scurry up your leg
a noble ascension
and fly over your groin.
my feet patter on your stomach
my presence remains unacknowledged
because you are far in your dreams
and  my small body makes no sort of an impact

I wish to climb to your face
and gaze
but I will do of no such thing
because I have found warmth by your heartbeat
and I curl myself atop it
and though it is unsteady
it assures me you are alive
and this has become my favourite of spots
I cannot drown in the waves of your chest
and finally
I am not fearful of swimming

My garden
a city
surrounded by water
ridden with smog
and to you
my love
I open my gates
and you may tour
my many attractions
but if you ask
to enter my buildings
your access
is denied

Do not struggle, my love
the others have led you to quicksand
the more you stress
the faster you descend
slow down
and enjoy your remaining time

she is so loved
by those whom see her as sunshine
and smiles
a rose colored woman
so mature for her age
and with stability on her
shoulders
and motivation on her
back
one who is oh so
lucky
and she is ever so
blessed

with thorns I lash.
I tear into your weakness
use your voice against you
but with your eyes
you unfold my petals too easily
and you seemingly know my anatomy
with a sense unlike others

and with those eyes you pick me from the ground
and rapidly I deteriorate
because I meant not what I said

then one by one
my petals fall of
and am left with but a stem
but despite the lack of petals
my thorns remain in place