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Cactus
A cactus thrives in a desert
with little or no water,
a cactus breathes in scorch
clings to its root on a sandy storm
sand dunes fail it to suffocate
at night cold, the plant dares to gaze the sky
and savors the moon shine
A cactus suffers neglect
still it hums in its loneliness
paints color on face of gray
feeds the herds that need to be fed
My love for you like a cactus
I hold onto my love
like that plant preserves its water
and at the end,
it blooms a flower violet
against all odds.
