Magenta Gold


Morning glories held by finger stemsby Sara Fryd

turn and turn

glide up the sunflower trunk

and smile

their brilliant lipstick smile

as suns wake up horizons.

My mouth open slightly

eager to receive your kiss

when first you wake.

How high they climb

before they touch

the sunflower, a gold giant.

Covered this chilly morning

with black striped yellow bees

that pollinate,

perpetuate the species.

Arms stretched overhead

Stirring, turning gently

to feel your arms surround

my waiting heart with joy.   


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