Beauty

Eclectic petals of a comely carnation

The blossoms weeping of a solstice, sublime

The aura now beckons from glimmered afar

She's a tender plethora of a morning's new iris

The awed perfume the pollen ever longed

Superfluous in coveted desire

That whispered flutter of chemistry's first kiss

Dreaming begins with eyes least dawn

Love of beauty in beauties love