In the quietude My gardens mood stung roses Lose petals in The perfect spring weather. Their buds unpicked For you. Stamen skeletons of Poems I may have Lost to where you are. Or found in a timeless Asking of the sky for A forest floor that Remembers more. However late our Skin to skin to kin to The moist soil dug Under our nails. The details of lady bugs. How easy they find love. It tugs my soul. Oh my love wish toll. Oh bring me an answer, An eternity not to wonder, Where are you and how My love? When the dancer? What synchronisation? What following The bone of butterfly and bee? #yearningforyourlove #twinflames #loveintentionally #poetryasmedicine #poetryofig❤ #poetryinstagram #poetryflight #poetryispresence #poetryday #poetryoflife #romancepoem #poetryisalive #justbeyou #poetryofmagick #poetryoftime #poetryoflove #poetryofinsta #poetrylover #poetryasaspiritualpractice #poemsofseason #poem #poemofromance #poems #poetsofig #igpoet #igpoems #igpoets #igpoetry #melbournepoetry #melbspokenword (at Ferntree Gully, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVuz5jrhTqX/?utm_medium=tumblr
