The leaves of them grace my limbs with their breeze.
Emeralds falter
jade and tourmalines
alter
my course not a hair
when my soul
is laid bare
in their grass-glinting sight.
Vines, sage, and tea
mantis eyes
clover leaves
the darting gleams of winged orchid bees
honeydew
mint
time-writ verdigris ...
what power have those
next to thee?
Ah, how I drown in your ocean.
Oooh, so pretty! Thank you, Elle!
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ReplyDeletethanks for not writing, "the stuff from a sneeze!"
That's totally the only rhyme I would have kept thinking of if I was writing it!
You, madam, are an endless delight.
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