Study of an Orchid

I once saw an easy stream
Empty into a vast basin
So hollow
Echoes rolling of fall out reverberations

Façade of cool cream mask
The levy
To an apocalypse of brooding emotions
Always budding like a chaos flower
Layers upon layers
Dragging passionately
Each pulse striking like a bite

Insidiously confident
In the carve of intimacy
Spiritual sweltering implosion
In stillness
Obeying the order
To come