F L O W E R
I once ate a flower to taste the beauty of the earth
What I did not expect was to grow from water and sun
Now rations of petals bloom from my lungs
I breathe of Perfume
When I am kissed the kisser may taste roses
O how shocked they might be
For the beauty in me sits as if a recipe to my lips
I attract bumble bees
They buzz in my ear thinking their charm will bewitch me
O bewitch me not
I lure thee
&
stomp thee
Before your end zaps me
YOU ARE READING
4am
PoetryI spent most of my life learning how to feel less These days I teach myself to feel more Kill your emotions and you'll die along with them C O M P L E T E D 2016•2018
