I have created this fire flower,
blue, just for your visual pleasure.
It sprouts from the cloth ground,
electric stems reach out to touch
a vacant sky.

For you, my dear
this flower pollinates
the cloth soil with small
blue flames where more
fire flowers will sprout,
all of their electric stems
reaching for the sky.

Soon, my dear
their smoke will
combine, forming clouds
in the sky,
shaped like rabbits chasing tigers.

And for you, my dear,
these clouds run
into a cave, at the edge
of this wondrous burning garden
where a single pearl dwells.
But this is no ordinary pearl,
nay, this round, virtuous gem
knows everything;
secrets to all worlds from the smallest
of atoms inspired by your eyes
to the ancient languages
first known to this world’s civilizations
where I learned words
that mean more than just
“beauty,” “magnificent”
& “vibrant”
just for you,
my dear.