Magnolia

Whilst yet a snow-white bud,
seated like a lingam
half hidden from mortal eye,
the secret of your grandeur
deftly settles on the senses.
As you slowly swell and unfold,
whipped up by your aroma,
the hormones burst the floodgates,
puffed passions peaking
from delirium
to convulsions
to trance
to the ultimate bliss.

The embers of quenched passion
char you from white to rust
and powder you to ash
as you lay bare your bosom
at the altar of love.