On Love… By Kimberley Gladney

I want a man who knows to buy me rocking chairs for my porch.

He will be brazenly unafraid to help me start wars and conquer land…

Like France, and french kissing.

Shared Moments Photograph by Mal Bray


His love will turn me into a flower blossoming-

opening and parting.

subtle.

Like the battling of a thousand lashes

or a single monarch

resting

there

between

my

legs.

 

 

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