Whispering Petal Poem by William Blackman

She comes to me on unequalled spring breezes.
Fluttering motion about every aspect of the flower.
Thoughts that make it to the body how it teases.
A season marked by blossoming of things by the hour.
Exotic beauty in her dark eyes of romance.
Native rains giving to her soft, sultry petals.
Relates to love and nature like a dance.
True to her whispering words without any medals.
Sum of the whole greater than all her parts.
Black dawn or her hair so very fragrant.
King and kingdom found by the Queen of Hearts.
Dreaming stem in places where desires are prevalent.