Sunflower (9/1/06)

When you said you were taking the sun away,
I weaned myself off of it,
So where does that leave me?

I’m still a sunflower,
Opening up in your glow.
When you’ve drunk all the tea of love,
The dregs of emotion still remain.

I’ll expose my soul to the elements,
I’ll scour my heart with sand,
But your essence is still part of me.

My first,
How can I ever forget you?