Sunday, February 13, 2011

A Little February Romance

Photo of amaryllis by Judith at A View From the Woods


Fever

In that red dress
that spills down her body
like paint,
she is an amaryllis
in a winter room.
Heads turn;
the air is on fire.
When the music starts
she turns,
and when they dance,
she is all he needs to know of flowers.

8 comments:

Molly said...

How romantic!

Judith said...

Sensuous poem! Got more life than 99 99/100% of the Valentines out there!

(BTW, Frank just read it and said with a smile, I understand that one! He's from the poetry-tone-deaf people, so that's quite a coup, my dear.)

Brian Miller said...

ah...lovely close...smiles. all he needs to know of flowers...

Marinela Reka said...

Very fine write, loved it :)

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steven said...

i am a fan of flowers - and the amaryllis has something of all that you shared here. steven

Lee said...

Beautifully written, wickedly sensuous!

Anne said...

A lovely lyric.

Pauline said...

Molly - funny what springs to mind when I see something...

Judith - I'm glad Frank understood ;)

Brian - flowers and girls can do that to a guy

Thanks for the visit, Marinela

Steven - there's something about that luscious red...

Lee - a compliment indeed - it's what I was striving for

thanks, Anne