Nectar of silky perfume up my nose rushes,
Saturating my attention, little artist's brushes.
Warming space a radiating bloom of your smile,
A presence felt in every dimension, by a mile,
So refreshing this cultivated side to you,
These, are all your colours, hues
Come ride the dragon wind and tour The enchanted cranium of my parlor.
Magnifying the petals' of velvet words,
Unravel my thoughts a galloping herd.
Thoughts delicous conversation in curds.
So sweet so delectably profound
My rehearsed lines go to ground , to ground .........shot down