Flower Love

Amidst a kaleidoscope of glasses.
In between green mint leaves
I see you floating between two icebergs.
The sky's a collage of colorful long-tailed kites.
swerving and competing for a small piece of
heavenly peace.
The white petals of cherry blossoms fall and rest
on green blades of grass,
that stand upright, poised with pride.
Somewhere a Narcissus-covered earth
mustard-colored, smelling of lotus leaves
seduces the orange and
blue-bodied gossamer wings of a
thousand Persephones.
And when the light shifts, I see diamonds
spreading across the silken webs
that entangle the teal-colored rubber leaves
of the vines of a lilac morning glory.
In a gathering of skin that flows like gold,
hair that whispers gently,
eyes that speak softly,
my ears want to see you behind the smile.
My heart wants to peel the blood-red layers
off of yours.
Beneath the humble backs of apple trees,
towards the edge of the farthest chestnut branches,
resting underneath the shadow of black plums,
and under the spell of a Kashmiri jade-sky,
I close, finally.