A Blossoming
written by: Aurélien Thomas
Do you know
that my heart was a barren land
scorched by drought, a desert?
A place for dirt and quicksand.
Unbeaten. Drained. Inert.
Do you know
that you were my sun? And water? And my need?
That you tore through it all, in earnest?
That now my heart is a seed,
unlocked, for a thousand crops to harvest?
Do you know?
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