Euphoria
The Botany Of Awe is inspiring,
wild in scent and with an intrepid hue.
All day and night with a mind inquiring,
petals should not be unnatural blue.
Buds germinate producing solid roots,
yet from the beginning they long to fly.
In no other dream are there substitutes,
euphoria leaves my heartbeat on high.
Images dropping right out of daydreams
every piece is colored and fits just right.
Pulling aspects from incredible schemes,
soft meadows sit neon in the moonlight.
Beaded stars and flowers full of comets,
magic feels about as good as it gets.
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