Waiting For Your Kiss

At dawn your scent
breezed into me
and my heart blossomed
into a white flower,
and now I am waiting
for your butterfly kiss
to harness my nectar,
to plant my body
in the garden of ecstasy,
to sear into me
the shape of your lips,
to scatter my petals
into the eternal fall
through your azure sky.

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