Petals

Petals

Loves me. 

Words spoken 

by the sprinkling dust of the southern 

sea

Loves me not. 

Hearts broken

when he said he wanted to be 

free

Loves me. 

Futures planned

for as long as stars twinkled 

above

Loves me not. 

Hopes dashed 

on the ancient alter of our stale

love

Loves me. 

Still dreaming 

he would hold me in his arms once 

again

Loves me not. 

Withering flower

I hold with thorns, tears, blood and 

pain

Loves me

.

Loves me not

.

Loves me

.

Loves me…