will you love me in the garden?

will you love me in the garden?
will you lay me on your bed of dewy stems
and bright flora?
will your soil support me, cultivate me?
will blossoms expand from my golden hips with your tender kiss on my lips?
will you bend your knees closer to get a better look?
lift my heel up to inspect my damage, hold my fingers to examine my wilting. 
will you kiss my belly as softly as you speak to your roses?
will my aroma arouse you as readily as that of your pears? 
will you let me feel your weight as we tangle in the grass, my thinned clothes discarded and drenched from your hose. 
i can bend to you like the purple glories. 
and in the morning i will surely remember the way it felt to close around you and then open up again with a fresh glistening. 
stay low, stay close
like those buzzing bees that hang so heavy to pollinate such precious buds. 
i long to feel your hair draped down against my breast, brushing my rosy nipples as you push and push and push so delicately. 
mon amour. mon amour fort. 
hold me until i burst
until i can’t be contained
until you fill me up with love in your garden. 
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