Way back then, I asked you to stay.
Just know that I am sorry, okay.
I think that perhaps I want more.
It was just days ago I asked you to stay.
Way back then, I desired that most.
The rain didn’t lightly sprinkle; it poured.
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And I realized umbrellas just aren’t enough
as the winds all around me snarled and roared.
I wanted a shelter, I wanted a host.
[setting: a seemingly overgrown garden]
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She kneels, stooped over the majestic greenery,
sweat building upon her brow.
She doesn’t take the time to wipe it off.
This garden needs tending urgently.
Was that a healthy leaf?
Was that really a weed?
The sun, beating down with its overwhelming heat and light,
doesn’t give her the opportunity to reflect.
Love me lupine;
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leave me howling at the moon,
chin up, eyes closed to the stars
that crowd the night sky.