loose threads

rare
that i become a flower unfurling in the warm sun
that i would ask the bee to land on my petals
that i reveal this secret garden
that i grant access to the opulence
that i invite anyone within these four walls
that i ask feet not my own to tread softly here because
         tiny
                  hopes
           sleep
                        among
               the
                            vines

-rjm

prompt: rare, from Amy Kay (Instagram)