My tongue is a lotus

My brain harbors the DNA
of lotus, my belly swells with lotus
roots, my ovaries are seed pods
and each of the toes on my feet
is a lotus bud.

My hands are lotuses
my arms are lotus stems
and when I sit, my thighs
spread broad as leaves
in a lotus pond.

My chest heaves with laughter,
and the pride of my secretory cavities
is petaled for lovemaking,
flavor, and speech. My tongue
is a lotus blossom.

A lotus of a day, this.