You gave me flowers..
You gave me flowers
So beautiful
So fecund
Thick with perfume
So rich it dripped from fleshy petals
Devoured my senses
Ran through my fingertips
Finding my lips like dewey nectar
On the eager
Searching tongue of a humming bird
Leaving me reeling, intoxicated
Winged
Breathless
You gave me flowers
Rich red and purest white
I had to touch the soft pelt
Satiating my desire
To know and be known
Becoming part of the beauty
Of this living thing
These flowers are tended
These flowers are loved
You
Gave me
Flowers
Cynthia Buell Thomas
Fri 12th Feb 2010 20:48
Brilliant, Moira. Evocative and provocative imagery in lovely swimming lines. Intimacy with the beauty of all living things is a joyous relationship.