Lilies

The ballerina company
Of Lilies swan in the wind

They open their white mouths
And stigma and stamens stick out

Those honey coated, pollen dusted babes
You can feel their satiation, their pleasure

Playing in the garden
Like maidens in white bonnets

They seek your devotion
Their beauty grabs your attention

I walk toward them hypnotised
I place my nose inside their petals