I’ve lost count of how many times I gave myself wholly for love and ended up with that forced smile that fades the leaves— dead and useless for photosynthesis love that clings that climbs and creeps creeper-vine love a dulled dream of affection disarms and beguiles the green flora blooms in sweet perfume climbs like one who loves and steals casting noxious seeds onto the barren soil of deceit love that clings that climbs and creeps creeper-vine love how the gift suffocates me the most sarcastic punishment is having another being take hold within my spreading canopy I forget my own stem and root and only shadow lies in the undergrowth love that clings that climbs and creeps creeper-vine love
