Pic of the day – The End of Peonies

The edges of color have leaked out
Except near the still vibrant heart
Full of little flames, creeping inward.
The once supple skin is now dry
But remembers the tight texture
From when it was silken, the touch
Of intimate ants in exploration.
Oh, that outside arch awaits
The coming rain, when moist once more,
It will cascade pink petals one last time.