‘…friendship is the true seed of love
your questions the probing roots
breaking the shell, seeking their length
your secrets the anchor
the sexual tension their struggling through every
grain of soil
that falls upon you like the sands of time
nurtured by the warmth of the tenderness you share
& the golden rays of your aura
that escape through your teeth when you smile
like sunlight
your tears are the moisture that quench the thirst
when your laughter is sleeping & your stem
becomes dry
to accept this love
is to break through the soil
your leaves part the earth with the opening of lips
& unfurl like a tongue seeking freedom
so may you begin to grow…’
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