Is this devotion? – by Rae White
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I am waiting for the pressed flower
stains of this blooming obsession
to wane. Once, I specialised in the quality
control of colours, of carefully taming
the bruised clusters of spring.
Now I am consumed. Now I am
a physical and chemical cornucopia:
stamen and filament cascading
from belly button to thigh-crease to the nape
of your mouth. I carry each refrain
of your petal fingerprints across the flowing
topography of my skin.
(I will always carry you
with me.)
(Is this how flowers
fall in love?)
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Image: Angele Kamp - Unsplash
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