#385-Waiting
20/08/2018
I’d like to open you.
Peel your leaves back,
One by one,
Slowly,
Savoring each layer.
You look exotic.
Fresh.
From a world,
I don’t know.
Why can’t you wait?
Just give me time.
I’ll open.
And there’s nothing exotic inside.
Only a mirror.
To reflect your naked soul,
In me.
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