Iv. Poem by Karina Bush

Iv.



I tried to speak
My mouth filled with love

I spoke flowers
Pouring out of my mouth

He kissed me
So I filled him up with them

They will each fruit over time
He will know my love

And when the final flower fruits
I will flower him again

For eternity I will perpetuate us
And we will perpetuate eternity

Monday, August 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: classicism,eternity,flowers,love,relationships
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