Poem -

My Petal

My Petal

My body thirsts for you. 
I'm enslaved by you 
that I have no space 
for anything else.   
Words, imagery, prose 
no longer quench 
the desire in me. 
I quiver at the thought 
of opening myself to you, 
of you tasting the dew 
from my petal, 
gradually coming undone 
only to have you gather me, 
piece by piece, 
assembling me until 
I reflect the girl 
you yearn to possess.

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KillC

I really felt that. A lot of emotion good work! 

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Charlotte

Well thank you! Glad you enjoyed it. :)

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Dean Kuch

This is powerful poetry, Charlotte.
A poignant poetic proclamation portraying pure passion.
Bravo, very well penned.
~Dean Kuch

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