Sunflower

She opened like a flower to the light,

letting it wash over and warm her

as she displayed her insides, trembling

but unashamed.

Each petal pulled and sighed and gave,

and she believed she was beautiful.

Gasping, pleasure moved to pain,

as heat overwhelmed her.

Her eyes opened, confusion becoming fear.

The light had misled her.

Blazing, it licked and consumed and took,

singeing away velvet,

leaving only ash.

She fell to fire, barreling and reckless.

But—

beneath the earth, blanketed and encased,

a fragile seed remained untouched,

and waited for the sure arrival

of the sun.

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