Author: Vixey PM
Most recent poem.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Words: 163 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 08-20-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3051868
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I flew to the mountains to snap
the paeonia from its roots
and sucked out the pollen from
her dragon-tail petals.
Rubbing the lobed leaves against my
cheek, the sickly aroma fused with my
sweat and clung to me
like the bitter after-scent of sex.
The red flowers bobbed about
in the wild air and the fruit
fell about me like hail; whipping at
my face like angry birds with
corrugated beaks. I screamed a
silent cry of fright
and shielded my face.
It was over after a few
fleeting moments and my fingers
opened like the claws of a crab.
There was nothing left of the plant
but a few bird-feet branches
and a rotting scent in the air.
I took my branch in my hand and
rubbed the flowers across my forehead.
The wounds did not heal but I at last
felt strong, like the warrior, and on
returning home, sat beside the koi-pond
tranquil, at last, but never