you extract from me wonder

you extract from me wonder—
in nature’s provisions i consume
only gray. purple and white
with its red and green become
oblivious… your once terrific
shade colorblinds me, most sincerely;
what faith i have dissipates and
pulls me back to my estranged
self saturated in paranoia,
the fear of which my lack of
sanity thrives in; the lunacy
morphs me into a reflection,
that phase of the moon no one
really knows about and, suddenly,
it’s alright that you are
unaware, all my flaws here
concealed from you. because
no matter how much cherry blossoms
fall all around me, i cannot catch
a single one to prove how much
in spring i want to bloom for you

poem©mrg 2/15/17