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Bougainvillea

Say you'll love me, flower.

Set forth your pollen in my direction.

Send pregnant petals full of fragrance.

Entwine your roots into my affection.


Please arrest the walls I put up

With stems and stems and stems

So that you are inside and outside

And make sense of me still living in them.


Journey me westward to follow the sun.

Let's waltz as if we live on a dial.

Pull me in to force my inhale,

So I can set a boundary before crying foul.


Bougainvillea oh my God I love you so.

From my balcony I see you perched over the porch

Coy staring at me with so much luster


And I love you

I love you

I want you

I love you

So deeply

Bougainvillea,

I love you.

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