Tiger Lilly

I closed my eyes and saw Eden,
  heard mockingbirds sing, felt the brush
    of a breeze on my skin, painting lavendar skies
      from the calm of blue. By the pond
        there's a whisper, gossamer breath,
      hushed by a flame reverent to the dance
        of memories treasured.

      Such a flower, like a star shines
        so beautifully,
          my reflection of you
            sweet Tiger Lilly