Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
Rather abstract
Sway. Petal, leaf and stalk. Fall, fall my flower, I'm here to catch you.
Fragile is the flower struggling to grow.
Pretty and alluring isn't it the fiery tempest in its crown of red and orange, closing on you in its thrilling embrace so addictive you're begging for more.
Young seedling, newly bloomed, don't play with fire.
You'll only get hurt.
A gush of wind and the fire is chased away.
It dies down to a gentle breeze, tender and refreshing. It is loving, encircling your delicate petals, teasing and playful. You dance with it. It senses your responses and becomes stronger, each stroke, each touch and each caress more passionate than before, pushing, so much, so hard that you almost snap and join it on its flight of freedom.
I hold you well.
Nothing keeps the wind.
It carries your scent on its back, and leaves.
You turn your beautiful head towards the sun, bright and yellow, warm and comforting but don't forget, I've trapped your roots and bound you to me.
You're hurt I see, frail diminutive blossom, damaged by the world, you have much to learn.
For I am the earth, the ground, the soil. I am your nourishment and sustenance. Your creator your maker your craftsman. I protect and feed you, don't forget me.
Fall, fall my flower, I'm always here to catch you.
Come back to me.
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