The Garden©

Copyright 2015

By Felina Silver Robinson

White petals at your feet

The smell of Jasmine in the air

Flowers from all over town

Sprouting evenly about

In the secret garden I found

It’s tempting and damming

All the same

Don’t touch the fruit

It may drive you insane

Their beauty is a trap

It takes hold of your past

Without your thoughts

They will not survive

White petals at my feet

In the garden

They’re such a treat

Beware

Their scent consumes you

Just to use you

Then they’ll spit you out