When you kissed me
You breathed a seed
Of your love into my
Lungs, which are now
Filled with flowers that
Grew around my heart,
Lungs and soul, I am
Tangled in thoughts
Of you
YOU ARE READING
Four Seasons Growing Inside Me
PoesiaThis is just a jumble of writing, poetry, self help, rolled into a little thing I'd like to call Four Seasons Growing Inside Me
