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Invasive
Is there a seedling in your heart
and does it reach towards me
like I’m the sunlight?
Does it need my love for
nourishment, or does it
revel in my sorrow and pain?
Is it cannibalistic?
Does it drink my tears and
fester when I shine?
Sometimes I think I feel it
when we kiss,
slipping down my throat
and bursting like a
dandelion in the wind,
spreading its seeds in
my chest.
Perhaps now it
has sunk its roots
into my lungs and
sucked up all the air.
When I die and they
open up my body,
will they see tiny roots like
capialries wrapped around the
veins in my arms
and organs blooming flowers?