They were a bouquet
Of roses and sunflowers
Intermingled
Arranged in a fashion
Born out of passion
And lust
And broken trust
Like a stained glass window
To the soulÂ
You don’t know the journey it took to make them
Whole – Â
And still slightly IncompleteÂ
But ever searching
Ever lurking
For the comfort that everyone seeksÂ
It doesn’t make you weak to need the light of the sun
Or to need someonesÂ
Arms around you
Bodies pressedÂ
Ever connectedÂ
Intermingled
In a beautiful fashion
Born out of passion
True satisfaction
The distinct bittersweet taste
Of a rose in a vase
Upon who’s face
I gazed
I fell in deep
And dodged the thorns
And a sunflower was born
And if a sunflower cannot
Find the sun
It will turn to
Another sunflower and
Share it’s light and I couldn’t find
One but I found you
A rose
And a friendship
Was sowed
Inseparable
So different and yet
The same
Hearts familiar with the same
Game
Broken and on fire and refused to be tamed
I saw you and I never faltered
Opposites attract
Time forever altered.