To Whom Named "My Bloom"

by ddavidd   Jan 25, 2020


To my bloom:
I would love to dip my nose forever in your petals
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 chrysalis from within
awate the the bride of your inside,
drink you warm
like a glass of milk,
like the nectar of your teeth,
like
the taste of 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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