If Her Heart Were a Flower

(from Brainstorms)

If her heart were a flower,
it would never cease to bloom.

Nourished by love from an endless spring,
lilac and rose and aquamarine buds
would sprout each day
on branches that reach
ever skyward to dance
with clouds and rainbows.

“And I can’t stop smiling,”
she said, slightly under her breath,
though a stranger walking by
might have heard her.