Beautiful
Flowing lines
Graceful and flowing
growing thriving
green plant
My Love

Farther from
the center
I watch
the travel
from my hand

To the heart
The center
Love
of this
powerful
Confusing being
Love

So young
It tangles
me up
in Sweet
Claustrophobia
I wouldn’t want
to leave
Hope to forever
be trapped

Farther from
the center
dying
brown
and black

So fragile
The vines
beneath my feet
I tread carefully

Snapping
and crackling
the vines tilt
me forward
I cannot
ever return

Enticing path
back behind me
But I don’t
Turn back

I final break
A snap back
to reality
For now I fall
Eyes closed
waiting for
the ground
to meet me
Bring my life love savior