Thirty-Two Petals

Dutifully perched atop the very center of my place,

Thirty-two petals reflected color upon the terrace.

Upright upon the edge of the bed I sat,

Completely content in a well-mannered chat.

Hours passed and my eyes remained,

Glued unto those thirty-two petals, vase contained.

From the golden rod color erupting from their core,

To the forest green shooting downwards to the floor.

I discovered blues camouflaged quietly betwixt the purples,

And subtle oranges traipsed their way through the sepals.

I listened intently as light danced across the Xiphion,

For any secret those Irideae summon.

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