I Fall For You

I pick flowers from your mind like it's a garden and climb the porch with my stolen dandelions,
Where I present you with my lies,
bare now under your chill winds and harsh sunshine.

Inevitably, our flowers find the bin.

And you go back to him.

To rake the leaves from his garden and keep the few flowers there free from Fall.

Reviews

[sette]

the sad ending of the poem is clear. it is just like saying if you love someone set him free