Metaphor for a Lover

Beautiful seed
Oh! You woman;
Thy flowers adorn
Like lilies of the valley
Splashed with colors of roses
Tender like hibiscus petals
With Queen of the night fragrance.

I behold thy tenderness
Gaze at your beautiful pattern
And drown in your smell
With no superlative to measure.
I fall in love over and over again
As thoughts of you spin through;
Oh! Beautiful woman.

For Jane.

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