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Twinkle twinkle,
searing star,
grant me my Wish.

when the hairline
trigger hoarded
beneath those crimson petals
touches the chamber

I want to be there ;

when the roses spoil
in that creamy velvet garden

I want to smell the rot ;


when the spaces between synapses
narrows like vessels in anaphylactic shock:

Better I'm present than not.

Twinkle, twinkle,
gentle thing,
Grant me this one Wish:

when your sweet dissembling eyes
open wide
behold the ravaged bed of your garden,

When the conflagration seething deep within you
Think Vesuvius
bursts its brittle doors and spews;

When your passion finds its sleeping potion spent and wakes in full bloom,

I want to be there.
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For the tightly closed blossom hiding its colors from the world.

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This one's really amazing.

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eRenaissance

"Oh you're going the right way for a smack-bottom and I don't care who knows it!" Austin Powers, Goldmember
:iconpatrilususnaturae:
Really? I'm shocked....I was trying for a poem, but I couldn't seem to find a way to keep it in poem form and still maintain the rawness of what I was trying to communicate to the subject of this poem (it's actually a letter of sorts to someone.)

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