Tuesday, 1 February 2022

I need you

When my flower blooms


I feel you

Squirming in my crimson river

Trying to find a passage


I see you

Rushing to seed me

With your pristine beads

But you dilute

In my dense stain

For while you eclipse 

In my depths

I blossom 

For infinite possibilities.


©LR




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