among the forward, our fervor holds
serpent human and orchid
go set against each other
serpent human and orchid
go set against each other
so wonderful then, a companion
to lounge beneath strange trees
roots like tongues tangled
where words falter, what is blood
when we have branches
a fig, a frond, inside jokes
knowing nods for gentle ribs
when fire blooms into the sky
magma crust and vine
we will chuckle in verse
cling to petals, unmoved
daring each other to go first
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Writer's Digest Wednesday Prompt: Friends
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