My soul’s in bloom and I want
to write you a poem with it.
Perhaps to lay it on your pillow
like perfume; you’ll roll over to find
its scent, a sweet musk in morning sun.
Unfold its words like petals, slow,
against your lips, a kiss of happiness,
blush of spring, a taste of twilight rain.
for when we have gone to seed,
I want to sow this poem into hearts
our love will bloom like a flower,
forever upon this page.






Peace!























I mean light!
LOL. 













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