Sunday, March 23, 2008
I'm just waiting for everything to blossom.
Sweet buds,
try to see me.
push with your head,
upwards, against
the dirt,
You don't belong down there.
Deepen your roots,
show your sprouts.
Wiggle past the worms,
let the soil
ripple like waves,
and I will introduce you.
Open your mouth,
an O shape,
petals surrounding,
I will love you.
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