Petals
By Hwymike
PetalsIn the sun they shine red with a silver shade.On a cloudy day they still hold silky texture.The mature sent of sweet, rich and full.As they blend to show blossom.Upon your cheeks tis’ so kept all the above; Twas’ in depththe nectar of your natural nature,Hither my sweet love humming…My flower I’m wilting into your Silken ora; dripping with dewThy head, beauty of a budWith stem beneath green and lushHush my soul rush thine flesh.Profess passion in the garden,Our engulfed beauty rageAs I sniff your pollen…Cinnamon, saffron and muskPreparing me (Tallis) to tasteThe orchestrated symphonyAmong the ivy we inner-twineWild in growth, then diving to deathbreathless as full of air we fall likeFeathers, two petals full of flairTo lie separate, frozen in loves glare… Copyright © October 2001 Michael L. Chick.10/-/01, Can you smell the garden? Written October 16th, 2001 © on Oct 16 2001 07:54 AM PST 0 • 8
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"PetalsIn the sun they shine red with a silver shade.On a cloudy day they still hold silky texture.The mature sent of sweet, rich and full.As they blend to show blossom.Upon your cheeks tis’ so kept all the above; Twas’ in depththe nectar of your natural nature,Hither my sweet love humming…My flower I’m wilting into your Silken ora; dripping with dewThy head, beauty of a budWith stem beneath green and lushHush my soul rush thine flesh.Profess passion in the garden,Our engulfed beauty rageAs I sniff your pollen…Cinnamon, saffron and muskPreparing me (Tallis) to tasteThe orchestrated symphonyAmong the ivy we inner-twineWild in growth, then diving to deathbreathless as full of air we fall likeFeathers, two petals full of flairTo lie separate, frozen in loves glare… Copyright © October 2001 Michael L. Chick.10/-/01, Can you smell the garden?..."