wilder still

I tossed a coin

That fell deep in the well of your soul

I breathed slowly into your lungs

I mended your heart with my persistent care

And sowed seeds on your barren lands with soft words

However, stuck in my own well

Fresh air was scarce; I gave you all I could gather

I cared for little else

I watched my seeds bloom to small flowers only to die

My garden is wild, how fast you could get lost

When you leave to find another place to rest your head

Some other place to gather honey

Know that it will be growing wilder still

If your touch is tender and grip is firm

I might lead you further in

For now my child runs from you

Hides in bushes thick with thorns

I cannot afford to have a wanderer

Lay hands on her delicate skin