Sulking Wildflower

As I am numbed in 

euphoria by the 

closeness of his embrace, 

the eclipse which held me 

in paralysis slowly bleeds in the 

sky as it anchors a crescent 

light of passion. 

Oh, he has held the disaster of my 

body in his palm and has laid me naked upon him. 

Tucked neatly among 

the webbings of

his fingers is a 

whispering lily that 

sings me to sleep. 

The sphere of black, 

fixated upon the sky, 

is melting. 

I weep to see his loving eyes 

pour over the deprived valley 

that is the entirety of my being. 

Yet... 

It is as if this man, 

 and his exposed nakedness encompassing me, 

is the coming season of warmth which teaches me nourishment. 

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This piece is very lovely, it feels like you're telling a secret. please write more often