purple wounds #poetry

Ghastly dry winds cracked my skin.

Under the moonlight my body was filled with deep wounds like a desiccated land longing for water.

I felt your kiss.

At dawn from every wound purple flowers bloomed.

I became a captivating garden.

I love you.

 

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    1. Aw… thank you so much! Your appreciation means a lot to me. I hope you had a weekend filled with romantic moments.

       

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