“The candle-buds opened their wide white flowers... Their scent spilled out into the air and took possession of the island.”
“Inside plum trees stood in a row, flowers lifted their pale throats to the moon and stars, a magnolia held its tight-closed buds like white candles in its green hands.”
“It's opener, out there, in the wide, open air.”
“Joe went all the way home with his mouth wide open, to rinse the rum out with as much air as possible.”
“A bud is a flower-to-be. A flower in waiting. Waiting for just the right warmth and care to open up. It's a little fist of love waiting to unfold and be seen by the world. And that's you.”
“Fresh flowers bloomed from vases, sweetly scenting the air. Again, he had no idea. Fine. He'd requested those. That shit smelled good.”