Pollinate me

Blissful flowers dangle from her tranquil mind,
Daydreaming her morning away,
Blooming in grace, pink gentle sweetness and kind,
Her fruit, naked and raw,
Ripening the world,
With her demure smile,
Juicy and tart,
her skin perfumes the land,
Anticipation and quivering,
Loves natural fragrance,
I take her sin,
Branches with mine, intertwined
Her leaves swiftly falling from the vine,
Exposing her thorns, forever I see,
Her shyness lining her roots, sheepishly,
Closely we stand, unclothed
Hand in hand,
Bubbling passion internally,


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