Kiss Me Quick

Plucked away from nursery buds… I wouldn’t flower. My withdrawn buyer related, like a sister would. She would soothe me – often recounting the Fall colors of men. Her hurt made her glow and weep like a candle…

Last week she kissed me before this charcoal… her painter gifted.
I opened my arms for her!

– Bolbul

PS:
Portulaca or ‘Quick, Me Kiss’,
Are little, wild tropical flowers…
Hard not to love
But when lost, easy to miss!