Hibiscus
A virginal blush,
blooms sojourn
inside their female purses.
Yet this bright morning,
Adam seems rampant.
Stamen
trumpet a brazen phallus.
A raindrop alchemy,
charms and countercharms.
Roots sift through
the genders of earthy
knots.
By evening, Eve will return
to fold lips
around a twilit womb.
Ying and Yang
have rung their temple bell.
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