The Moon’s Efflorescence

An immutable desire to see into the night blue-flower scented dawn,
The want to be within fixed proximity to you;
You, a Mexi flower, emitting from your petals the aroma of a deity.
From this an inexperienced arousing blossoms;
Soft rouge lips rest, pressed against mine,
Your petal scented hands pressing amongst my body;
Oh the comfort of a half moon love,
Her crooked, Prussian - blue smile,
Emitting rays through blossomed petals.
And the burning of the stars in his eyes,
Witnessing her flowering spirit;
The efflorescence in a half moon love,
When her half bloomed crescent smile lightens you,
Carries you to its height and back,
With an aromatic love emitted from her,
And then when puckered, full moon lips embrace the very tips,
Of the souls voice;
Then when calls her kingdom of flowers,
With her crooked smile
Seals your lips,
And leaves you,
In her field of waving daffodils,
With a half moon love.

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