Peel open my petals. 

Peel back flush pink petals. 

Slide away the outer layer of 

Protection, slip your fingers between

The delicate scent of modesty,

Purity and innocence. Lose yourself

In the fragrant essence of hedonism,

Ripe floral escape dancing

In springs breeze. Gently tease open

The shy blossom of belief, pause

Between the gradient colour hues,

Caress the silken petals beneath. 

Taste the essence of nectar upon

Your fingers, know it’s source upon

Your lips. Patience is any mans 

Virtue, watch in awe as pink

Flesh petals peel open at your 

Finger tips. 
Karen Hayward*©2017

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