you once said
flowers are to you as you are me

you were scared to pull my stem
in case I would leave my roots behind
you were scared I would die

you plucked a few petals to take with you
and watered me with hope
my roots are growing
stronger and stronger
everyday
waiting for you to replant me somewhere else
little did you know my petals are full of pollen
and it left its residue all over you
everybody brushing by spreading it throughout
her seed is not the same as me
she is wild
untamed
and will grow with no control
but there's only one me
still growing
waiting for your gentle pull
so our roots can finally intertwine