Lily

As the spring zephyr ripples in the gorgeous garden, I dance in the sparkling spectrum of the dulcet dawn with the humming bees and the beguiled butterflies, while my petals unfurl with the luster of blue silence. Celestial shine shimmers with the lavender cadence, pulsating in my heart with the enticing floral grace, preserved in my patina the sheen of alluring euphoria that turns into flourishing fresco of amethyst beauty. Yearning for the touch of your engrossing adulation my lilac heart is configured with blossoming grandeur, among the roses I have my humble niche in the garden where you’ll find me an adornment in every spring.