he held the orchid tight as it slept
his wandering star
his alphabetic equivilent
it writhed and slid happily betwixt
these arms with hands at the ends
his lips moist with his heart again
trying to figure out
how to kiss a flower
without breaking a petal.
2 comments:
jumpin' jehosaphat, that is GORGEOUS.
baby got back(story.)
Bring the flower to your lips, not your lips to the flower...
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