Opening Up

 

Seeds of inner secrets

Tenderly planted

Upon the other's garden

Lie waiting

For nourishing hands

To caress and accept

So they may root

And send forth

Their flowering petals

Filled with fragrance

And vibrant colors

Exposing for each

The inner prisms

That lay hidden

Within the other's soul.

 

 

B. Benjamin                                                                                         

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