Moonflower Poem by Troost Avenue

Moonflower



In my garden is a trellis
on which once grow a Moonflower,
a curious vine who’s blossoms
hide from sunlight and
open only to the night.

Too much like the love we had,
I thought, glorious at times
but not able to withstand the glare
of each day’s harsh reality.
Without regret, I cut it down

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