Tender stems dare not risk another bleed.
They water their own flowers.
Yet the ache it does not feed.
The hunger of desire.
In the hush, subliminal messages soak each petal.
Unopened buds swell in anticipation of hands that
softly peel back the layers of dead leaves.
This ache has no logic.
It can’t be cut out by the roots.
Tender stems long for warmth, yet they fear burning in flames.
Still, they know that the only cure is fire.
And no amount of rain will satiate what they crave.
A very intriguing poem 🔥
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Beautiful, Maggie!
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Thank you so much Nolcha
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[…] TENDER STEM… […]
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You captured the strength it takes to endure when no one is looking. Brava, Maggie. Blessings to you.
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This is truly a work of art in literary form, Maggie.
«Tender stems long for warmth, yet they fear burning in flames. Still, they know that the only cure is fire. And no amount of rain will satiate what they crave.»
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You’re most welcome! I truly enjoyed the poem.
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this one is passionate and a bit dangerous
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Beth 🤗 many thanks for reading 💖
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This poem is so passionate. Perhaps romantically so, but I chose to go the path of achieving ones destiny. It requires belief and a willingness to do what is necessary. Those subliminal messages do speak. Especially when we know deep inside that we deserve more and want more. The metaphor speaks to growth, to placing oneself on the path where there destiny must travel. It can be scary.
I think this is such a beautiful poem, Maggie.
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Hi Nigel, thank you so much for heading over here to read I appreciate you my friend.
Sublimal messages come from the soul and I believe we must follow through on what it tells us.
Too often, ego tries to block the path 🙄
Thank you again 🤗
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