A flower so soft and delicate,
With petals that hide the prize
So worthy to be claimed,
With a scent, mesmerisingly sweet
And as captivating to my senses
As a honeysuckle or a rose
That tickles the tastebuds
When drawn forth from deep within
The soft velvety love canal
Of rivers, of golden honey,
And hungrily, furiously lapped up
By the tongue of a hummingbird.
A nose presses against a ruby gemstone
And glistens in the midday sun,
Which brings forth a heavenly bliss
From deep within the bodily core
From which the heat glows brightly
And spreads across the lands.
