The Flowers Of Love
The flowers of love
That you gave to me
Have blossomed, have blossomed
And under the flaming sky
And in the impalpable sunlight
Pieces of me
Percolated from far edges of the universe
And together merged into love.
For when I say
That I love
The meaning is this:
That my heart is fire.
That my mouth is parched.
That my hands are full of bruises.
That my eyes burn holes in the walls.
Love me.
Love me like cloud loves lightning
Love me like tenderness loves intensity
Love me like galaxy loves the quasar
Love me like orchid loves rain.
Feel my fire
Running through you
Feel my fire
Without end or beginning
Feel my fire
As I burn for you
Feel my fire
Feel my fire.
We can't be together
But I burn for you
You love me from afar
But I burn for you
There are miles between us
But I burn for you
But I burn for you day and night.
The flowers of love
Can be seen
Sometimes in meadows
Sometimes in vases
And sometimes near people's gravestones
And sometimes someone would water them
Hoping to keep them around for a while.
So do not mind me
No, do not mind me
As I water
The flowers
Of love
That you gave to me
With something extraordinary
With something red and viscous
With something that carries nutrients
With the very blood
Of
My
Heart.
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