Sunflower

By Maryll Princely

And as your sun sets

Turns their face from your eager own

You wishing them a brighter morrow

None see

The droop of your petals

As your sky darkens from a gentle cotton blue

Now stained with inky black

Blotting out the remnants of your sol

None see the tip of your sun kissed face

As your vibrant eyes flood with unshed oceans

None notice except I

Hiding in the corners of your narrative

Always in your sky and yet

Camouflaged within

Your excellence of them

Constantly watching over but never looked upon

Waiting till you reach out to me

Your hands extended, yearning solace

Your loneliness radiating in waves

As you desperately search for a glimmer of their warmth, you crave

One, the poor copy that I am

Will satiate

At least temporarily

Till the chill of my own emptiness traverses into your warmth

I will reflect their light, their soul

My love lost in the brightness of yours

For another

But as long as your face is always shining

Basking in their glory

Your beauty excelling as your joy exudes

I, the moon, will be your sun

My sunflower, for you

I will be your heart’s desire

By Maryll Princely