orchid.

03Feb10

orchid. delicate. 65 degrees. adequate lighting. i wanted to contain, protect, harvest, you, away from the world. conception began when rays penetrated your soul through untainted glass, meeting soil with seeds. green naive growth. the stem grew. newborn buds contained warmth, nakedness, proximity. they moved toward an unknown space. sunlight. the bent stem formed a haphazard arch. we blossomed at the pinnacle. opened with a centered purple and marginal white. our duality hung above the earth.defied gravity through faith. we were potted. roots began to puncture the ceramic holder. circles formed to wrap themselves around themselves and kiss atmospheric particles. we moved closer. held each other strong. remained firm. we were harmonious in spring.