Magic Petals
There is a dove trapped in my heart,
and a flower blossoming before my eyes.
There is a spark that ignites my night,
and a strong force freezing my tears to ice.
There is a stabbing pain that won't hurt,
and a lovely feeling elevating me to highs.
On mountain tops,
Dancing to the tune of the wind,
Plucked it up, nectar smeared on,
Enslaved my nose to its beautiful scent,
Caged my eyes with its beautiful petals,
Found a rose budding on my bruised heart.
Copyright © Andrew Mwalasha | Year Posted 2015
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