Soil
Soil
your garden is deceptive
bright yellow buds
dangle seductively like grapes
sweetly perfumed green apples,
small and enticing,
tempt the lips and tongue
deep purple blossoms,
bells pealing an invitation,
coax the mouth with gleaming berries
delicate while florets
arranged in lacy cups,
ready to slake my thirst for beauty
do you demand proof of my love:
trembling of desire,
pupils dilated with lust,
skin hot and dappled with passion,
convulsions of ecstasy
I will not drink your tea
nor touch the fruit you so freely give
you seek a Persephone
to join you in your stygian garden
and tend your resplendent flowers
in their black, black soil
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