The pages flip and I can hear nothing
but the way his lips danced to mouth the wordings.
His tongue stretch and split out into vines
that cannibalize my torso and my mind.
Tighter with every word.
Breaking attention from the words to keep eye contact.
But unknowingly gazes into the embodiment of yearning.
If being consumed feels this good let me be the sustenance you will ever need for the rest of your life.
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What It Took To Bloom [Poetry]
PoetryWelcome to What It Took To Bloom Breathe between my past and future Live through my lessons and memories Enjoy this short temporal moment of this book
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