A darksome love,
Vulnerable and undressed
By midnight’s poetry.

She loves his demons and desires.
She loves his floral bitterness.

For his scars are like roses
Buried amongst the rubble
Of a dirt road.
Beautiful.

If only he could see her.
Hear her.
Feel her blooming thoughts.

Love could blossom
In the dark.

It could be so simple,
After all.

©️KVP
Art: Bill Elis Art
Website: https://www.billelis.com/gallery
Song: “Tangled Dreams,” Wisp
Prompt:

“Blooming Thoughts”
“Floral Bitterness”#daydreamingpoetryprompts @daydreamingpoems

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