Green singeing heat tears through
My vision like razor wire
Covetousness consumes me fully
As the desire to be wanted
Overtakes my vague semblance
Of bright, warm, fierce reality
There exists an unopened bud
Yearning for blooming and enrapturement
Yet petrified at the mention of a latespring frost
So, closed my leaves will stay
Protecting the crimson petals from
Loving sunbeams and sheer beauty
Healing raindrops and possible pain
Instead, searing bolts of emerald envy
Will burn away at what is left
Inside this jaded soul
Why I wish only for his pain
Is beyond the comprehension
Of my once-thought compassionate façade
The all-too-natural selfishness
Resurfaces from the near opaque water
Of the heart of all humanity
“We all just want to be loved.”
But the off-chance remains
That some force will one day
Persuade these steel locked petals
However timidly to bloom.
Please, let it be today.
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