leavened heart….

I had hushed conversations with the moon

about a love that would leaven my heart.

And then you came,

latched onto my heart and burrowed deep to its seed.

A budding has sprouted out of my mouth

- a cluster of flowers dressed as your name.

— leavened heart - Tapiwa Mugabe
Guinevere van Seenus Photographed by Ben Hassett for Dior Magazine.