Through Blooms of Passion
Drowning in oceans
of full-grown orchids and smoke
through my lover's eyes,
each bloom becomes a forest,
of water-colored amber.
My epiphany,
eyes now closed, remembering
thoughts of firelight, vintage wine--
nights holding misty kisses
....and stars a fount of petals.
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Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2017
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