How is it you fell into my heart without any warning?
Like the lightning swiftly coming
And maybe from Venus thus forming
Color in my eye, an overflow of becoming
The words you write like winter mourning
Turning me into jewels you’re still adorning
Our flame is burning
For you I’m yearning
I’m fully forming
© Delia Ross. 2020
*spreads petals open wide*
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