Wistful Peonies

You ask us how our
hang out in this icy wind
does not tear our lilac
ballet skirts apart or
why we wouldn’t hide
our secret parts away
from avid eyes and grips
too greedy for our gentle
hips? You ask us how
we dare to BE So Free
in revealing the Fires
of our burning core.
And you ask many more,
you Silly Boy, don’t wait
for answers here but
shut up now&kneel into
the silence of your heart
let melt your questions,
just smell our fragrance
pure, divine and stay
with us until the End of
Time.

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