you trampled our sacred garden
and ripped out what had blossomed
once from love
now in lust
as you left for a new flowerbed
leaving my heart to shrivel and die in the blazing sun
as my anger dehydrated the supple foliage
that I had worked so long to nurture

without your care,
what was once our lush oasis
is now a withering desert
that will only welcome your presence
with thorns