Pistil Of My Poem
Beneath thy tremulous leaf of thine heart's carpel,
Sentiments of pollen adjoin love's stigma
Where thine ovary and ovule mature into love's enigma
And seeds flower into fascinating fruit.
To smell its sensuality and become unknown to me
Myself and thee, in thy pistil's mystery
Ambrosial and fragrant we be rapt thy scent
And fast we love, by thy heart lent
The elixir of my poetry, the passion of mine garden
The place where am Born and sweetly bard in
My love the pistil of my poem
In thy heart my heart my poetry is shone
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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