Budding Poem by Miroslava Odalovic
Budding
Rating: ★5.0
The night has delivered me like a cherry
squeezed the red juice and spat me into galaxies
i was hung like a petal on the edge of the Moon sickle
cutting all flowers across the earthly grind
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers,moon,red
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8/25/2026 7:23:28 PM # rel_20260825T124344Z_022792b
This is magic, loved this like love give l.o.v.e to missing letters in heart_Soul