I fed my tree of love with water from my blood, dried lizards, and pieces of broken hearts.Tree of Love #prose poem #short prose #poetry — Short Prose
My tree will bloom during the Banquet of the Moon.
The broken hearts?
You see I had no choice.
I am the defender of love.
I do not trade in half measures.
@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela M.)
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