Would you consider cross-pollinating with me?
I envisage you someone
Free and untamed,
A single solitary dandelion perhaps
Radiant and re-imaging,
Recapitulating,
The sure summer sun.
Growing strong and bold:
“Screw you,“ you say
With your toothy smile
To this large green lawn.
You are my dream mate in fact
The true Miracle Grow.
And later after spring has folded
Into summer,
If you have folded into me,
Stamen and pistol,
We will ascend as seeds on high
To spread our weedy beauty
‘Cross the wide wild world.
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