Lotus In Your Palms Poem by Bree Z Love

Longed fingered and wide hands held this lotus.
Hypnotic fragrance, I released and dew whispered a praise.
In between the violet petal's stems;
blooms widen like the pure Swan's wings.
In your palms,
unintentionally you consumed the quivering bud.
Taste bud delight in the discovery of a novice genius.
Mastered it like a savage with the rawiest appetite.
Succulent, seeds dispersed, my
wonder is in those palms.
Longed fingered and wide hands.
Made weak in flesh.
Flesh weak.
Open palms and petals
And beginnings and ends.
Replenished.
Cleansed.
In and outlike a poems existences.
Petals returned.
Like a new Lotus in your palms.
You're excited.
Thrilled.
I am
Lotus.