Nature Gifts

Nature Gifts.

 

Layers of cushioned velvet,

curly, crispy,

soft-pink,

weaved by morning's lightweight sun...then

sizzled cerise...sunset's gift.

 

A subtle breeze awakes...

your sweet scent showers the air,

settles on Lily trumpet.

 

...add three raindrops,

six spores of Gardenia gusto,

a whiff of alluring Lavender

and two drops of lush Lilac.

Shake well!

 

Faeries flaunt, flair,

flutter their lashes...

Sasheys here...Sasheys there.

Swanking fine perfume

at the Bee Queen's Ball.

 

A nudge of flurried air,

refined as a swan's glance,

quivers a tiny petal shiver...

then stands.

Still.

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