thank god
man has not made one
to open you up every morn
even before dawn
thank god
you wait with a coffee dew
for him to sip
and with his lips
he gives you that lovely kiss
the beauty of that love
your face sustains
[you the flower, one-a machine,
he the sun]
Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-cute-one-a-flower/
