Petals and the Color Pink

I feel like I’m blossoming in June.
The sun is shining down on me,
All my petals
Are pink.
I feel like the prettiest and most beautiful flower in the entire world.
My strong roots,
My potent pollen,
My vibrant color;
I’m feeling again.
Open to all the beauty,
All the realness of
Love.
Open to existing, open to being
But
Most importantly, I’m open to breathing.
So I inhale.

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  1. You have intense writings!

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