Wild Love and Wisteria
I watched wild love and wisteria
wind itself
around our house
I wondered
would it wrap itself
around our hips
and climb up our spines
like a weed?
Wishes grow all over.
They inch up walls
and peek into windows.
We sow them like warm seeds
with our moist thoughts
to watch them wander greenly,
wanting to be found.
Beautiful Maria. Thank you for sharing.
Love it!
“Wishes grow all over”… how poignant. Beautiful poem.
Thank you all so much!