ITS AN EARTHY BEAUTIQUE; THE BROW OF HER EYE
WHICH SPEAKS TO ME IN THE LANGUAGE OF THE SKIES
THE RARITY; THE CLARITY, HER SOUND MENDS YENS AND CHENS W/ IN FORMING SOIL IN A GUST
COLORED W/ CURIOSITY ENCIRCLED W/ CHARM
THE BODY OF HER PLANT UPLIFTS THE ESSENCE OF A STORM
CONTROLLING YET FEEBLE TO EVERY TOUCH THE SNAP DRAGONS DUST HAS NO SURRENDER
STEMMING LIFE REFLECTING BEAUTIFUL RAYS OF IMPOTENTIAL GROWTH,
THE LEAFS SPEAKS AND THE WORDS ARE SWEET AND VERY TENDER
CHANTING FOLKLORES OF HILLS AND VALLEYS SPRINGS AND BROOKS
THE REPLICATING SHYNESS OF THE SNAP DRAGONS VITALITY IS NEARLY OVERLOOKED
HIGHS AND LOWS IS THE HOME OF THIS CARING FLOWER; TRACING EVERY TEMPTATION PASSED
THE SEED OF THE SNAPDRAGON ALONE IS A BLESSING TO HAVE
FEEDING OFF THE SUN AND RAIN IDENTIFYING IT'S CULTIVATION THE EARTHS SOUL HAS ROOTED THIS WIND BLOWN EMOTICON
LEAVING TRAILS OF MEDITATION AND CALMLY VISITS AS THE DAY GOES BYE AND THE FOG SETTLES
THE STARS ABSTRACT FROM WATERDROPS DRIPPING FROM ITS PEDALS
THE IMPASSIVE NIGHT STRIKES ITS POSE
REJUVENATING THE PATH OF THE LUSH SNAP DRAGON ROSE
I FIND SOMETHING IN YOUR EYES; TRANQUILTIY
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