Who would not fancy
a tête à tête
with a lemon beauty
in the golden dawn
The golden echo
of the love call
of luscious lingerie
and beautiful eyes
I wake with double smiles
to my catalogue of
narcissi bulbs, dreaming
still of orange progress
and pink pride…
© Andrew Wilson, 2024
Written for dVerse Poets Pub where merrildsmith in Poetics is challenging us to conjure a poem out of the names of narcissi…