delicate blooms that fill my hands
do you see me yet?
petals falling to the floor
like all that you forget
i love you so and that you know
hands upon my face
spring sun shines inside your eyes
with only lovers grace
delicate
Published by Ryon Maverick
Born in Doncaster, I’m a gay writer with a passion for exploring life, love, and everything in between. I share personal stories and reflections on the highs and lows of love in all its forms. I'm also the published author of The Life And Death Of Love, a poetry collection that dives deep into the raw beauty and heartbreak of human connection. View all posts by Ryon Maverick
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