You are a blossoming flower
in a volcano that’s
erupting underneath a
desert sky in
a snow storm.
you are every iridescent edge
of every snowflake
you are every pigment of
every colour in
every petal.
you are every white
puff of cloud
in the sky.
you are the torterous heat
of the scorching sun
and you
have eclipsed my heart
with yours.
Me, Myself and My BPD 