wordsarewordsarewords:
flowers bloom inside my chest
as your breath travels lightly down my spine
the garden spreads as you continue to explore;
vines tangle themselves around my lungs
daisies sprout within my stomach
orchids decorate my ribcage.
soft kisses stain my skin
as you map out the lines
to your next destination;
the trail wraps around my waist
following the lines of my torso
ending right below my left breast.
this is where i want to stay, you sigh
your heart is my paradise.
