May Fresh

Every poem is my flower petal

Every page is a leaf of my life 

With every word, part of me gone 

Years decades centuries made

It's me who's always been real

But you had always come as fake

You never took any risk yourself 

But want all risks I should take! 

My twins are moons which one

 Of them you say that you love! 

It's you who are greedy for flesh

The bigger the better and available!