Lost Bliss Botany Poem by John Sensele

I felt like dying
The night he told me it was over
Crying, sighing, wondering
Why on Earth I couldn't keep a lover.

I felt my world breaking apart
Tears pouring from swollen eyes
Wishing never again to take part
In love affairs teeming with lies and sties.

I felt there was no point
Giving suitors a chance
To tear my heart in every joint
If to love I turned my arms perchance.

I felt old and cold
When we parted company
Misery I could no longer withhold
Our lives no longer attended to our bliss botany.