I Haven'T Written In A While - Poem by Allison Barnett
Petals falling falling falling,
they land, ever so light on their feet.
i hardly feel the soft touch of botanic fingers
as they curiously caress my skin.
i lay still so as not to frighten these
flowery, skittish children.
A stormy blue one even dares to approach my face,
running his little thumb around my eyes and the curve of my lips
My breath catches slightly,
causing the petals to shimmy around,
afraid of the unknown before them
but dying to uncover the mystery
Then my lids slowly retract,
and there are no petals after all,
just the cloudy blue of my lovers eyes,
peering into my own as he strokes my face
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