I once had a garden tall and green
which I kept alive effortlessly
but one day I got carried away
with the beauty and the water.

I was reminded of you,
your stature, your hands,
your bright and shining eyes,
in the height and the gripping leaves
and the jaded sunlit color.

I poured what I thought was
life-giving sustenance
but was really disguised poison.
(Your) Leaves shriveled,
drowning in the solution
they thought they trusted and loved.

Funny how too much life
can wither your roots forever.