kiss me in the iris garden at giverny

longing for love's first kiss, a poem

poetry recitation

kiss me in the iris garden at giverny

mountains reflect in the irises
your eyes are like a sunlit pond
you press me up against the art gallery
shoulder draped with louis vuitton

we wander through tunnels of darkness
walls illuminated with poetry
i recite the words in a whisper
while your hands are reading me

waltzing into wavering lights
of lavender impressionism
colourful silence reminding me
that you are my day-long obsession

a composition of fingers
peony and rosa on timid cheeks
romantic blues and the interplay
of shadow and water lilies

swapping bracelets
brush strokes on skin
poppies finally returning home
to a field they’ve never been

feeling like a lilac bush
in the sun light that always changes
you dance for me with an ensemble
of degas’ ballerinas

your palm on my hip
twirling parasol in my core
my gaze lowers to your lips
salut d’amour

wisteria grows from the sky
rooted in clouds over monet’s bridge
you are my dearest depiction
my lover painted with ink

kiss me,
kiss me in the iris garden at giverny

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