Night's Flower
You'relike the night's flower
perfume in your hair,
Eyes with the star's twinkle,
dew on your skin.
The mouths, an agape invitation,
The night's a mandate to follow,
Nature has it own spells
With her night's flowers,
And I'm holding beholden,
frouting in my mouth with the nectrars,
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