Strip away these stony shields… curl me up a budding nudity, shining open in love’s sweetest light; melt me down a soulful vulnerability pulsing, humming yum ‘til all the lil masks fall laughing on the ground, bowing to the best of real, unfolding heart, heart, heart…
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Mine are blooming this week too. 🙂
Ah…don’tcha just love peonies? :0)
Yes I do. My mother likes them too, but they won’t grow reliably as far south as she is. Apparently they need some cold weather.