Lonely Flower

Over the fence, in a garden I saw a flower all alone. Seemingly with no pardon, Close to heart she has grown. Richest colors she possesses. Why, I wonder, that she’s there? She resembles noble lasses. How rare, oh, how rare. She longs for something. I determined on the spot. Maybe water, shall I bring? Maybe a nice and safe pot. I observed closely now. Affection is her crave! I shall only if you allow? And quickly in she gave. Wide open eyes of bloom Starred deeply straight on me, As I carried her to my room, Where forever, she may be. Through that I commit, I thought, no more grief, But notice her heart is split, Like middle of her leaf. She cried that one night. The mighty skies cried along. Although it all felt so right, Her heart, too, felt it wrong. Hastefully I brought her back, And more swiftly I did leave, Resembling a horses rack. Oh, all the sorrow that I relive. Heavens, heavens?! Love I crave when moon is lit, And you brought it all together! Show me mercy just a bit! Don’t you make me long forever?!