you are my sweet person,
the child of the floral realms
child of the moon, the sun and all those sparkly-little-dots in our (sometimes dark) blue cloudy-covered sky
shall we dance by dawnlight and sip our camomile tea as we tangle our soft hands into each other?
brew our whole own star-speckled universe and make this our kingdom?
let's brew each other and sip of our live-waters we created in this camomile valley
let's explode and share each other's stardust and humble sweet sounds into the cold air
let's have curious thoughts and discover our soul-dripping body and naked souls
let's turn each other to dust, bloom in each other and taste each other's citrusy lemonade
let's melt into each others lavender-spirit and create poetry in the dawnlight
create poetry, illustrated with our iced-coffee drenched bodies
all i wonder is the touch of each other, soft lips meeting each other and create wild-flowered magic
well, that turned out kinda sexual
YOU ARE READING
01. poppyseed
Poetry🌾 about people, little moments, bumblebees, universe and made-up words