that evening
i was born like a fresh
baby-bird in her warm nest full of
cozyness and motherly love
i felt
love, finally
and bursting out of my cage like a
bird ready to
taste their honey-sweet freedom
YOU ARE READING
Nepenthes
PoetryWander off in a nepenthes garden filled with big chalices to hide in, a world filled with moonbeams and peach colours.
