The Flower


-By Linda Lee Lyberg

I am a rock you cannot break
Made of soft flesh and stone
I am strong and will not forsake
My thoughts and desires, my own

Some say I’m Kafkaesque so beware
You must enter me with no fear
Come closer, be brave if you dare
Make your intentions quite clear

And if I deem you worthwhile
I will open as the sweetest flower
With feminine sweets I will beguile
As we while away the glorious hours.

Linda Lee Lyberg


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