a poetic prose
just let me be your sweet lover. i will adorn myself in fruit and flowers for you; let you eat from my skin. i will leave the sun for you. i will cocoon myself and bloom in moonlight instead. i will let you have my last drop of honey if you ask. i will, i swear.
just let me be your sweet lover. i will practice singing your name and dancing to the rhythm of your voice. i will forget those who have kissed me…
