Realistic Romance meets Romantic Realism

The Sunflower has fallen in love with the sun

Thinks of herself as a reflection of her lover

She dances in the wind, he above is motionless

She asks, “Why are you not dancing with me?”

He replies, “I am looking into my reflection

In the clear river of wind, and your swaying

Is just the trembling waves in that river”.

She is more than satisfied with that answer.

She continues to dance, now the day gets hotter

All day dancing in the sun’s heat, the flower wilts.

The next dawn, the sun sees another sunflower

Its his turn to fall in love, “Oh! dear, dance for me,

I am only your reflection in the ocean of the sky”.

The flower looks up, “But you are too ‘hot’ for me,

When you look at me like this, my coyness rises

Please do look at me through some cloud’s cover

Or I may droop soon, is that what you want?”

The sun obeys, and slowly goes behind a cloud

And from there peeps at his darling sunflower

She blushes in his love and this time do not wilt.