I met a man like moonflower... The air was filled with his vintage aroma But the petals bloomed fresh.... I looked at him in an awe. As I had a history of meeting sunflowers... I told him with a smile... I had never seen one like him before. There were questions in my head for his town's soil With some painful happiness in his eyes... A satisfaction in his heart... and a smile on his lips... He said," We grew like wild vines... My gardener forgot my location..." Through his hazel eyes...I saw his seed soul... standing all strong... "How you turned out so well then?" I asked him. "I didn't have the sun, but the moon never left me alone..."
The wind had begun to whisper... As I saw his white petals bloom under the moonlight.
In the morning, As I wake up , My bones creak, I grapple for my ears from the drawers, My teeth from a dainty cup, My eyes lying beside me, I grin and say I am blessed, I am still young at heart, Go baby go. 19/2/2025