I wish to twist your heartbreak
into another form.

You melted away
into clay for him,
and now that he’s gone, you remain
only as the earthy scent of dirt
after the rain.

The clothes you wore before him
do not fit,
but nor do the clothes you wore
with him,
the ones stained
with drops
of his indifference.

You are naked
and afraid to tend to your soil again,
to plant weeds or flowers,
to cultivate or accept
nourishment,
to water
the thirst you deny
burns your throat.

I wish to write you whole again, friend.
To grow with you gardens
of color and wit,
to leave you
inviting neighbors inside
to share in the cool breeze
of your glory.

oooo - I'm so likin' this! Nice, animal, very nice........

Thank you (((Different & H )))

Verrrry nice

If only!

Amazing write animal

awesome!