The untended garden grows thorns and blood, fed on roses

Desire assaults
Each stir
Each turn
Seeing
That tumultuous ache
Seeing a picture
Hearing a song
Memories burst in full
Each key turned blooms full into images of her
Unable to get away
Torn between the dream of her
Pushed away desires
Needs creeping in
Hearts dwell in the fantasy of might be
Every unaware moment
Pulled awake
burn on silent tongues
Her voice echos
wish it were merely loneliness
Loneliness fades
She only grows stronger

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