The flowers of acceptance

He rarely asked

the flowers of acceptance

to bloom in the dry desert

of his mouth

he could not speak

the nourishing words

while desire’s many colours

walked the pathways

of his search in solitude

and finally crack open

the cloudless internal sky

of his love

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