Holding His Heart

He and she,
two flowers, two lovers stood
next to each other in a meadow

She saw how his head hung down
and his stem leaned aside
Though she continued to bloom
and opened her heart even more
The other flowers were confused:

Why are you not holding his stem
and giving everything to hold him upright?

She replied: I hold his heart inside
and fill it with love
so he can find his strength again
to hold himself