Flowers

Why do I wear these flowers across skin and flesh?
Like the feminine that blossoms across my chest,
Like the flush of cheek and neck,
Like rose petal lips,
And that perfume you inhaled as you stole a kiss.
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About dustforthedancers

Poet, creative, cultural and community seeder, feeder, maybe one day I'll be a leader. Of my own path at least...
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