If I never were to hear your name again
You'd join the now-stagnant cesspool of men
Who wish they'd never kissed my spine

Men with whom I've flirted
At the expense of myself and them

Why couldn't I have been more patient?
In choosing a suitable soil
Before dabbling in the Delicate art
Of planting a Seed and offering it water?

Alternatively,
Perhaps these brief interactions
Have meant something more than so many "fragile" (fruitless) disappointments

Could they instead be documented
As some of our formative experiences
Ones of transcendental self-discovery
Research and Study in preparation for the Gardens Ahead?

Sun and water help the Plants to grow
Up
and
Out
But an attentive Gardener must provide organization and mindfulness

Plant, Animal, Mineral
Under proper conditions, a dazzling heart can be formed from coal