Poetry 10/6

Flower, you Rugrat,


These constraints we currently deal with are purely external influences holding on to fear as a weapon.  I feel arriving in sheep’s clothing might help.  I understand these wolves jumping at kinfolk mis-stepping.


The constant rerouting of the sheers is what leaves me shy of termination.  I never know which way to step to embrace your beauty while also saving my skin.

Ya hear me!?  Doeth me a favor and show me the brilliance of your shield.  I want to feel stability leaning into you.  I want to push you to be the best you can be without second guessing my force.  


Let’s agree to agree here.  We all need opposition to babble over like a brook, to keep it humble and light.
Thanks for caring and loving me!

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