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To my bloom:

I would love to see you always

And inhale you.

I would never get tired of watching your dance to blossom.

I would never cease to feel you inside of me when I am inside you, amidst your petals

Like the beak of a hummingbird

Like butterflies proboscises.


I would never cease to be inside you while you bewitch me

Like a chrysalis from within

Awake the bride of your inside,

Drink you warm

Like a glass of milk,

Like the nectar of your teeth,

Like

The taste of the moon in your bone

Your bosom,

The melting marshmallows

In the hot coco

Of us in darkness.


Gold dust germinate on the bridle path of my senses

Like morning unrolling her carpet.


I would never hurt your delicate petals.

I can smell you in my dream;

I can be as gentle with you as my dream.

Your fragrance is inside of me,

Your spring is within me,

Your memory is antecedent to my consciousness.

I have never been without you.

Our meeting was of no accident.

Our meeting is my connection to my beatific eyes

The bind, that’s pulling me forward

Like you in my bride aisle

In this tiny tube of time.


Even though your thorns,

The sharp edges of the marble

In your sanctuary

Make my petaline feelings

To bleed.


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