Mar 2014
I grasp you
by your thorny body.
I bleed.
I hook my fingers
around your beautiful petals
and pull
and you crumble.
This time
I dig you up
by your roots
and anchor you
within me.
by your thorny body.
I bleed.
I hook my fingers
around your beautiful petals
and pull
and you crumble.
This time
I dig you up
by your roots
and anchor you
within me.
© M.S.
(ATX)
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