Poem: Vital Flower

If I open my mouth you may know the truth;

It is you I wanted all bruised and blue-

I did not want anyone or anything else-

They are tried and true my feelings for you.

You are not what was expected, certainly not protected

By an image portrayed to the outside stage,

I have seen through you, like vacant glass-

Into and out of you, I have seen no less than the very

Heart of you, all bruised and blue, and yes-

I do want you I do.

You are no a vital flower but a weeping weed-

Growing under my porch-light, heed

These words: you must love me now,

Every girl wants a vital flower

But I would always take you as you are-

Bruised and blue, cold an sour-

Is that not love, my vital flower?

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