feel it


Flamenco Dancer by Vladimir Kush

I stir pleasure

exactly as begonias do
I intimidate you
sensibly and timidly
all of my varieties
your eyes delight
instantaneously
you dreamt this moment
dozen of days…
now, in your absolute…
my scent you feel it…fully…
you love to watch me
how I blossom… but
how much light and warm
or water is allowed or
is forbidden, you can’t still
estimate
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Michele Morrone