Unfold Me
tenderly, patiently,
for I am curled up within the garden of my bitterness
Hold me
as if I was so God-Damned special,
a pearl resting in the cup of your palm.
Love me so fucking
completely
that I will
Bloom.
©Hummingbird 2019
A Daily Visual Journal
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