A Study of Flowers by the Naked Eye

Aster looks like a sponge Calla like a flute A kinky set of Chrysanthemum hair Mums freedom all over town When Fuji, wild and careless, jaunts But who can forget the daffodil? For years and years it does not cease Calling my name Though I’ve only seen it closed Those lazy eyelids give me bedroom thoughts all day Buzzing around my Gardenia Bird songs implore … Continue reading A Study of Flowers by the Naked Eye