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Senior Year College Sipping on lilacs, inhaling sins
Steam rises in whisps from whispers
They sound different when the lips turn up
Some sting like wasps, others drip down from her chin
Strawberry juices and nectars, next to her
Pedals bending willfully on skin
Strength of a lotus, don't let it own us
Can we so blissfully compose ourselves?
Wild orchids, bleeding their aroma
Running streams, Rome in the summer
We leap between lilypads, no ripples tell
Like leaves that bow with saturated stems
Kissing the pistils, their fragrant pistols
Sticks to my skin, intimately
Your iris, it speaks louder than gardens
Risk it all to keep these flowers as guardians
