my Love is more
than even the wildest wild rose
an unrestrained, and
captivating beauty—the rarest

tumbling up into the sky, and freer
than the swiftest starling
but still, this singular flower is

firmly, deeply, ever inextricably
in this soil

in this rich and moist and black

rooted ever so deeply inside
this deep deep love


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