• Hannah Flowers

Stand tall like a tree

Limbs wrap around like branches

Black bark and red leaves

Sanguine familiarity

Lines and curves and edges

Splinters in my fingertips

But I keep climbing

I want to see all of you

I want to see what you see

Getting into trouble, knowingly

For the dimples in your cheeks

For all of the possibilities

These strong roots hold you down

This tender bark shelters bees

If you want to taste the honey

You have to take the sting

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