delicate flower.

i'm a delicate flower in your hands,
your words are boulders.
wilted snow white,
i bruise black.

crushing soft milk petals,
i wish that strength inside me.

silhouetted against trees,
earth bore you immense.
upon seeds that never grow,
you stand 10 - feet - tall.

shallow and meek
my leaves burn against wind.
retracted moon lit pedals,
dancer of shadows.

awaiting the day,
the soft blossoms will grow.