Peony, Two Perennials.
A digital collage and a poem.
Two Perennials
Sitting across from her, she wants
To explode bulbous and ripe into the space
Between their fizzing tips. Cuticles
Peached and glowing under her gaze.
Buds pop; wet lip red.
Heaving hearts and heavy hopes.
All over come the fall.
Sitting across from him, the pennies drop
From his languid gaze and he gathers them
Like petals fallen from a broken stem;
They wither on the cloth beside the bill.
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Thank you so much for reading my work. It means a huge amount to me to have even 1 minute of your time, let alone the attention needed to read and understand these words. If you like what you see tell other people about it - it is the absolute best way to support me and my work and I would appreciate it hugely.
Lovely David - the intrigue of the story
'and the crowd called out for more' ⚡
David- Heavy hopes indeed. This rings true. And timeless. I appreciate this.