Mr Twisticles

I wrote this recently and would like to know what you think.



As you wander this deserted plain, alone and cold
The sky offers you its gift as you start to wilt
Shaded by clouds filled with the tears of painful histories
The heavens open and you blossom into life.

She plucked you from the field of daydream daisies
One in a million, your petals droop from the happy rays
Your addictions to pain, like solvent abuse she had mirrored
Something beautiful reveals itself as she smiles down on you.

Unexpected as she arrives to pick you from the bunch
You're not quite sure why she chose you over the blossoming flowers
Look into her eyes, you're both tortured by your pasts.
But she has your future in that beautiful, entwined enigma.

She decorates your face with a smile that once was lost
The deserted plain that once seemed over crowded is free
As she braids you through her life, you look back for the last time
You're free from your roots, together, you're ready,
To allow new flowers to blossom in a new land.