Acid Love. 3 Poems. Zayra Yves.
(i.) Acid Love The taste of you on my tongue is caustic. You think I won't survive. But you don't know about flowers that grow from a sardonic earth: African Violet, Azalea, Amaryllis and lovely Gardenia. I have blossomed through droughts and hell. It’s your turn to fight agains
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