Gardens

Nevus like a strawberry,

right below your belly,

I explore places I’ve never known.

#Gardens

of red chrysanthemums,

past overflowing rivers.

Overflowing.

I say things like,

“#Marrow of my marrow.

“Light of my heart.”

Then, finish the deed.

And reluctant, depart.

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