A Shy Tulip Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

She's a shy tulip, she won't open her petals easily.
She'll only open up for the sun and there is only one
who can inspire photosynthesis. She waits in a bed of soil,
naked with yearning. Will the sun come and shine for her?
Will she be stuck with the moon forever, getting a tease
of sunlight through his lonely reflection? She hopes that one day
the moon will one day turn into a sunrise,
so she can be free from her prison, her garden.
Then her roots can become legs and petals arms,
ones that she can use to walk to her beloved sun
and fall into his warm embrace.
She can then look upon his face with an everlasting smile.
Her sun can evaporate water and rain on her,
the fountain of youth, and her beauty shall be
revered forever by her sun, her protector.