Greenhouse

I blossom a body,

Flowers bloom behind my ears and

In between my fingers.

I was born craving warmth,

Seeking to drink the sunlight in.

You tasted like gold.

Like running barefoot, like drinking liquor,

Like the spring and the summer,

Incandescent and ablaze. I touched you

And I kept growing. I don't care how

Big the flame gets, set the world on fire

Around us.

Time acts as a weapon made out of

Every night we shared wrapped in bed sheets

With the window open.

Brisk air on my

Lips, I breathe cold air into our memories,

And all that I was before is stuck in the ashes,

Looking for me in the smoke.

I loved you so much that I let you

Burn me to the ground.

And I look at myself now,

All I am is the scorched roots of

the life I used to hold in my palms,

And I think,

Who can love this garden if nothing

Ever grows here?

But this body deserves forgiveness for its scars,

After all of the hurt, after loss was the hardest

Rainfall to bare, the coldest winter,

Flowers bloom in frozen soil.