To you, my chosen one
I endow my pristine love
To be artlessly uprooted
Blind eye turned as roots wilt
Folly unbeknownst above
you pluck my gorgeous petals
To you, my rose thorn
I let you tour tender terrain
Unfettered limbs paralyze as you harden
Inescapable reality I cannot fake or forsake
Furtively from inside
You strip me raw and are awed in this new garden
To you, my silent night
I freeze our fragrant midnight truth
In silhouettes of indecency
Withered roots beg for unscarred soil
Unabashed beneath the stars
You lulled me to complacency
To you, my hungry fire
I express humble desire
Divulging my innocence to wiser eyes
Stumbling steps over wet stones
Entrails left under waterfalls
Unlike your word, my grip does not betray my rise
To you, my beautiful mistake
I recoil from slithering slit tongues
Choked in hideous wrath of the cobra
Burdened beneath a behemoth
Drifting away from our quiet room
With stem and spine fissured, I root
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