Plant, Grow, Die, Plant

(original upload found here: http://truml.com/profile/poetry-detail/109269 )

Seeds Planted in our first interaction; 
Seeds of new emotion and affection; 
Were placed deep within my chest cavity; 
A new source of poetic inspiration; 
Hidden in my heart of dissociation; 
Just like an unknown time-bomb of beauty; 

It blossoms, my heart stolen in your possession; 
For once it's not just manipulation; 
Flowering into a bed of roses; 
This was going to be a dedication; 
Of my admiration and affection; 
But it all went wrong before I could finish; 

I thought you could repair the damaged section; 
To re-animate my self appreciation; 
The blossomed roses begin to wilter; 
Petals black with discolouration; 
But for one I perform a resurrection; 
To remind myself why I cannot love;

Author's Note

not recently written was written at about the 02/04/2012

This was being written in dedication to someone, but unfortunately things started to end early which put a bit of a damper on my emotions, so I still decided to finish the work (I don't like to leave work half complete) but I had to explain the current state.

Reviews

[She of Three Personalit..]

Very good. I was impressed after reading the whole thing, but the title is what threw me off in the beginning.

[Jock Engelman]

thank you for all of your lovely comments people :D

[Melati]

Beautifully written, I really like this poem. It takes two people to fix the problem that has been damaged. It can be blossoms again, if they choose to.

[AK]

Very nice poem! Great wordings and brilliant imagery. Keep writing!

[SuicidePact.]

aww wow this was gorgeous!

[Rhea752]

oh my gosh that was heart touching!!!

[Vivere ad mihi, mi Deus]

Beautiful, almost made me cry, great write!

[Michael G.]

Good content. It reads easy and well.
Curious... why ";" at the end of each line?