Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Friday, November 4, 2016
This is a secret
Haven't I told you?
this flirtation of the leaves and my skin
is a secret, only we share,
we, the ones unable to move
yet unstuck, no, just rooted
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