Member Poem

The first drop of honeydew,

the divine sweetness that I never knew,

It's all artificial that, much I'm aware

But God Forbidden,

it's hard to bear.

One by one, these pills,

I clasp in one hand

and pour water to run them down quickly,

slowly, they take their roots

grew out, only to turn out so beautifully

a shame it's a sight only I can see.

somehow, it made me realize that they are

like blossoming roses just for me

a whole garden has been opened

funnily enough,

I've become a gardener of this ecstasy

I've arrived Knowingly and unknowingly.

to the door which I've opened

where I'm welcomed and beloved

by only

who will love me

tenderly.

-raerion