flamboyant

my love
like a garden
was arrayed in set rows
now decayed into chaos
still lovelier grows
into fountain of roses
overflowing the walls
into daises and mums
and trellises falling from the weight
of blooms and birds nesting
and honeysuckle creeping
and wisteria weeping
and sunflowers leaping
in flamboyant displays
beckoning the bees
to keep gloom at bay
awaiting a gardener
to spread yet more seeds
but leave my love wildish
and pluck out the weeds