Then there was lefty
I can't imagine how he got his name
Always did things backwards
So I was not surprised when he up and
went away
Never said why, when, where
he had to go
Now he is growing old
Where as they say.'God only knows'
What are clouds anyway?
Water vapor in the sky?
I think they are so much more
I think they are the recycled tears
of every broken heart that has ever been
falling to the desert below
My cactus flower is blooming in the night
Now no one will see
She keeps her love close to her chest
Protected by her thorns
I sit and watch her bloom
And before the sun has begun
I leave looking for Lefty
And the reasons I quit
Are the excuses I choose
The circle has been broken into pieces
I speak with a mouth full of desert sand
Drowning in a sea of dusty waves
Lingering in pain
And I have no clue to
where lefty went
I only remember a cactus flower blooming
without the thorns between the two
Midnights Voice
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cactus-flower-2/
