love poem #54 by indi

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plant your sorrows into my earth
and i will bear the sweetest fruit
the summer sun marks our rebirth
teeth bared, feline-like in her pursuit

maybe this is what love is supposed to be

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indi 23/F/philippines

(23/F/philippines)

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