Petals – they are full of color.
Juices - bees alone cannot empty.
Blossoms – aroma spreads across.
Teases the dusty concrete city.
Inviting – yet not that masculine.
Thrones not yet spiky to pierce.
Nor smell would have sufficed.
The fruit would have been sour.
But those hands as weak as calyx.
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Those legs as feeble as the stem.
Wasps – they powerful.
Strangles – petals they fall.
Calyx – they defeated.
Stem – they threshed.
Juices – they dripped.
Dregs left behind.
Pedicle –a pendulum.
If touched will give up.
If not, will die of wounds.
If cared, might even grow up.
