Flowers of Love
by Cindy Georgakas, Monthly Contributor
My heart raced,
skipped a beat
and then stood still,
with memories of you.
Flowers in the dead of winter,
blooming by the dozens,
Open to poetic passion.
Words drip from liquid cyanide
The nightingale sings
as the sun washes over the horizon.
The hypnotic trance of fragrant petals
open, as song delivers sweetness,
where words are felt not heard.
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