Silk petals cover you
your interior is where treasure dwells
Moisture trickles down your stem
Massive waterfalls nourish you
sunlight keeps you aroused
Precious flower
Your sprouts are the seats
of your affection
Selective tones are discerned
depending on the rays of the sun
Your fragerance is of honey
mixed with vanilla
sprinkled cinnamon to describe
a finishing glow
Bees want a private conversation
with you
Worms lust upon your roots
and nectar stimulates the birds
Precious flower
when I peel back the layers
of your petals
it gives a timeline of endless encounters,
like a first love
Deeply planted in the soils of passion
of all these things that
creates and fertilize you
to me you are simply a
precious flower
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