Arrangement (8/30)


The prompt for day eight over at NaPoWriMo was to write a poem about a flower; I chose the plural route...


If petals
could speak
they would
probably whisper
your name like
an incantation;

their fragrance 

intoxicating as
your beauty.

I sit and stare
at this arrangement,
especially the tulips
dreaming of touching
your two lips;

I swear those
flowers moved
then blew me a kiss.



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