If my heart is a flower

Loneliness hurts, and reminds us that we are alive.

If my heart is a flower, it is a blind flower
It’s petals cannot see the center
it is crying to hold
It knows to close when it storms�"or it tries to

If my heart was a flower it would be a flower with a quint

Afraid of the falling rain

Yearning to touch it drink it, soak it up

If my heart was a flower/ it would be waving to the wind, bored for a time
Content to grow into the soil
Exploring
But the petals are lonely
The stem tendrils searching
For a tree to befriend
Or another flower to wrap around
And through
Holes where cold wind blows