[Austin] Flowers
Inside of everyone
grows
a garden full of
daisies and lavender.
Blooming and wilting
in our hearts,
lungs,
brains.
Like a flower,
a beautiful, delicate being
he planted himself
in my heart,
in my lungs,
in my brain.
He rooted himself
in my soul
growing stronger,
blossoming into a
garden
bedding into my life.
Not unlike a
weed, or fire
his garden spread
his love spread
until he consumed
me, the garden
he was and the
garden I was
became one.
Together we grow
every tree, every herb,
every weed,
just as beautiful
as the
Flowers.
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