Oleander
Melanie S. Moorman, 2/3/15

Such beautiful pain
Such largeness and gain
Hardened by walls
Built up time & time again

White scented petals
Fill the air - so smooth
Fragrantly wafting -
Singing to the Moon

Lovelorn and tired
She's dressed but uninspired
Her mood changes
But her song is the same

Will you come out tonight?
He says with a longing
Will you put on that dress?
A place your body belongs in

She smiles seductively
He knows what that means
His desire shall be curbed
By a meandering dream

Playfully she calls
But he hears - not too well
Lost in his fears
Where his love for her dwells.