Petals in the Mist

Petals swirling, whirling, blurring
Envelopes me entire
Like some secret unfurling
The slightly tangish taste of petals
On the tongue
Leaves me craving for more,
The sweet nectar hidden
To come.
This is a gentle storm of scents I adore
From daffodils to daisies
And sunflowers galore
Watching them flitter, flutter
Dance to the floor
I feel like the child
We all were once before.