I like when you are blooming 

when you’re first aching,

bonded and begging- your

body thrumming with release


Your petals clinging and

latching onto futile leaves


It leaves you breathless-

I know it does


It has my skin stinging

and burning,

darling I can’t speak

I’m practically 

dripping for release




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