Heaven Scented Magnolia

Heaven scented magnolia.
Waxy and weightless,
You graciously fall like a doves plume,
Fleshy and rouge,
Pure like an angels lips.
you whisper sweet nothings lost in the wind,
rosy and subtle,
So soft, so innocent,
Flawless with grace.

Your figure is the gradient of a summers sunset glow,
Smooth balmy rays that caress our skin with flow.
So tender on our cheeks,
So affectionate to our eyelids,
shaped like you, petal.
So oval,
So smooth,
Almond shaped,
Moulded so round.

You are so mellow,
your fluency accentuates perfection amongst flowers.
your smell is a heavenly scent,
Sweetly toned and floral
An angel’s perfume,
Your harmonious aroma.
Like a million blooming gardenias,
Blanketed in fresh dew.

Heaven scented
Your creamy surface is interrupted
with deep magenta veins
Your root is inked with a dark ruby,
Rich as you are warm.
Glazed like a melting flame,
your pink fluently seeps into the creamy white.
Illustrating a faultless ombre.

you scream passion, but whisper purity.
You are youthful yet ripened,
So red so white.
Crystalline yet opaque,
So contrasted yet so similar,
A heaven for antithesis,
So liberated yet so enclosed,
Free but imprisoned,
Once jailed as a bulb,
Like a singer trapped in a choir.
You bloomed into utter perfection.