It's the Queen Anne's Lace, <br />Curling inward her 'birds' nest', <br />Closing her umbel upward, <br />With spines of love fruits, <br />White like snow, with pink shyness <br />Touching the lips of the sun. <br />These lips are bees and <br />He drinks her nectar, his teeth <br />Are caterpillars, eating <br />Her leaves with passion. <br />Each white flower has two seeds, <br />Making him desire her <br />And her hairy stems, <br />After blooming in clusters. <br /> <br /> <br /><a href='http: //www.myfreecopyright.com/registered_mcn/CCW5H_6VXNP_AYTXG' title='MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected' ><img src='http: //storage.myfreecopyright.com/mfc_protected.png' alt='MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected' title='MyFreeCopyright.com Registered & Protected' width='145px' height='38px' border='0'/></a><br /><br />Marieta Maglas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/queen-anne-s-lace-choka-poetry/
