Sunday, February 15, 2009

Three Petals

He would recreate her endlessly
Once, as he spoke
he covered her naked body
with the petals of wild orchids

Petals on her eyelids
a delicate sleep

plucked from their
moonlit stems
blossoms parted
parted and closed

until there was

nothing but her scent
in a crush of wild orchids

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