Female And Male

“Female and Male”

The flower that withers away day by day.

It holds onto any moister it can, draining the soil, pleading to the stem for nourishment.

The flower is slowly losing its color and stance.

As the sun shines, the heat is sometimes hard to endure.

Second by second- minute by minute- hour by hour, it welcomes the strain.

Because the flower comprehends that any strain in a relationship makes it stronger.

And when the clouds can no longer hold its peace; the rain falls on the earth as a sign of interaction and growth.

I am that pedal that's wanting your touch of drops.

So, lets enjoy the rain.

Can we grow again!