Charity

by Melpomene

I offered to you,
-all I had-

The lily nuzzled
behind my ear,
and a shriveled daisy chain
from a muddied wrist -

wrapped in a white dress
that once waft a torn hem
in April wind.

and I stood within
all that was beautiful -

terra cotta leaves
nibbling at my shoulders,
peach petals rustling
at clumsy feet,

to find you plucking
prickles from my hair,
as you harvested wild flowers
to present me with

-all you had, and
all we were to be-