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bury my mouth
in your sweet stem
inhale bliss

Un-real they look
silk and pristine
Natural beauty
colorful and clean

bury my mouth
in your sweet stem
inhale bliss

exhale love

lapping dewy eyed
flesh exaggerates

tulips
two lips
one mouth
one hungry mouth
flesh exaggerates
and oh the exaggeration
flabbergasts
even me
mostly me
I toast
I cheer
I exacerbate delirium
come
come
delicious lips
bright as plums
flower

I was burrowing around on litkicks again and I found this one about tulips by LR

I posted this without permission

I will take it down if that is wrong







Evolution



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by Lightning Rod on February 26, 2004 19:29:00

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Survival is latent in the species
It is no bland talisman
I brandish the lilac and the primrose
And thumb my nose at the usual blossoms

I look at it as missionary work
Gross fulfillments in plaster casts
Lymphocytes and chloroplasts
Life in small doses, discrete and ruptured

And if I’m abrupt and pointed
The feet are washed, the brow anointed
The tulip tilted, dipped in mercury
Slides on glass abandoned

My vocation is Aladdin’s
To rub the lamp and wish on immortality
To stroke the brass and greet the genie
Be tormented by my wishes

Silver fishes devour my dreams
Like a crack-pot journalist high on syndication
I seek my fond sedation in the
Curve of your eyebrows.