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To be my lover

I won’t apologise for my wildness to you,

as I want you to admire my rawness as a sign of beauty too.

To see my forest greenery as you glimpse my soul.

I want you to understand there exists wildness

inside me, that can be peaceful and friendly,

but arousing the wolf can still make you believe

doing awry could be devastating.

I want you to see me as I am,

not a different human being knowing how to pretend.

Pretend to be a flower in the yard of some city house,

I am happy being a wildflower held in nature hand.

To be my lover you have to accept, in me, there is natures essence.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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