Forces That Open A Flower Bud Poem by Mark Heathcote

Forces that open a flower bud
They're found in our heart's core
Emanating she is radiant love
He is whispering amour, amour.

Joy is pumping through their blood.
An evergreen tree in the everglades
Passion and lust - is only the cud
Love is the life force that pervades.

Love is the furnace that blows
A glass world bauble, till it breaks.
Love is the moon in her gentle throes
He's the sea whose thirst never slakes.

He is whispering amour, amour…
She is quivering to her heart's white core
The white dove opens its cage door
Now all their world seas rage, outpour.

Now their love is a flower in a vase
An anchored ship in a bottle of forevermore.
With Sails raised pointed into space
He is whispering amour, amour.

She and the moon they're quivering
Somewhere, somewhere offshore...
She is emanating a radiant love, but
Now it's he who is eaten like an olive.

Love is the furnace that blows
A glass world bauble, till it breaks.
Love is the moon in her gentle throes
He's the sea whose thirst never slakes for you!