Ah Sweet Pea Flower

I picked and cut the stems
Of sweet pea flowers, for my beloved
Pastel colors soft and sweet, pinks and light blues
Whites burgandies and darkened and argent hues

Ecclesiastic purple, fuchsia, and wine
A feast for the eyes
A symphony that blends with sensations
A heady aroma and fragrance

Irises dialated, nostrils quivered
The mind in full bloom, smiled and exhaled
Fantasies orgasmed and danced with joy
To clutch and feel, so soft, so sweet, so fleeting

Wrapped in a boquet, a spokesman
Telepathing to her
That which no words
Could convey