Bloom
Tender is the flesh that burns under the weight of your touch
glowing shades of blushed rose and flaming poppy
gradually retreat and give way to blooms of damson and plum
masterfully planted along the plot of my body
given eagerly
for you to garden
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Oh wow.
What a rich and rooted wordsmith you are!
Adore these lines. Great wordplay and imagery!
Agree with Tabitha…wowsers!
you had me at:
Tender is the flesh that burns under the weight of your touch