When love is thrown at you in the wind
you duck, and still it hits you
brush it off, you’re invincible.
You lie out loud.
When time has no patience for you
the seed does, even as you try to starve it
it grows roots to wait out your darkness
a succulent, needing little light and water
Love who’ll never know you
but hell dare not touch you
behind those spines
Oh, to capture the wind