Eagerly I await your arrival. I watch you approach and I ache for you. I stand still, rooted to my spot and powerless to move. You have me in your spell. My every molecule is leans your way, trying to jump across the abyss towards you. Every hair on my head gets longer and more lush with the electric charge that is you. I feel myself becoming warmer, loosening up, and stretching, bending your way. I am unable to resist.
I have no wish to resist. My only wish is to be touched.
Come further my love. Come further.
This is the beginning of something beyond words, beyond blossoms. This is something golden that reaches down to my very roots.
I am here.
Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.
We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.
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