You stretch your fingers,
Handing me a white tablet.
I swallowed it together with rain water,
Until it sits in my heart.
It lights up my organs,
As it blends in my blood and veins,
Similar to the sun hiding behind clouds,
Or sunflower during nighttime.
The tablet is still glowing,
And growing,
Breaks into seedling,
Before turning into gardens of flowers,
The branches poked out from my skin,
Accepting that I am a pot
Of your energy.
An effect from your light
And sight.
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