'Pedal Wrapped In Petal'
© Raul Cortes Jr. 12-4-2020
Peace to that woman, I'll call her a blooming flower.
Just her mere existence, exuded power.
I activated my superhuman ability, to extract her thoughts on my teleprompter.
As I began to process & channel her words, switched on the lyrical radar doppler.
I told her telepathically, you can walk away from the kitchen for now, no penalty.
I gifted her with a metaphysical sowing machine, torn flesh had a remedy.
If you're ready for insecurity release, I'm ready for equal exchange of energy.
You can get as close to me as you wish, I don't resist against the synergy.
This is not a war, I'm completely defenseless.
If I don't welcome you, you're welcome to perceive me as senseless.
No reward without the risk & the prize is within distance.
Poetry is like a collective bargaining agreement, all included can win this.
You're not surgeon & this is not an emergency room.
We can explain ourselves one layer at a time, no urgency doom.
The packaging is apart of the story told.
Every frame per second of our interaction is a glory to behold.
I don't believe myself to be speaking to a dead body.
Love is the universe's vaccine, just in case you were a zombie.
The world is a jungle, & I'm definitely an apex predator.
And I stand to defend whatever life is left in you.
©polo
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