Tuesday, September 24, 2013

The Gift

epitome of desire
the sky is heavy with the beauty
of your fragrance

a carnival of colours
on the luminous isles of dreams
sonnet of the lost boy

touched by the light
i savour the nectar of the first
flower of spring

new dawn
you lift my spirit with the magic
pollen of your sweetness

you are exquisitely tender
like Venus on heat
like all these buds and blossoms

playmate of the realm
how wonderful is your essence
the limpid eyes of blue

opening the cocoon…
the butterfly
fulfils her dreams

i taste the gift sublime
the sacred fruit
untouched by the human hand

© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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