Beauty Of The Garden

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Beauty of the garden
Soft, smooth and velvety
Perfect shade to please

In season and willing
For you to take a peek
Approach her gently

Don’t confuse her
With your favorites
She’s no lady in waiting

She’s completely aware
Of what she offers
Not your normal flavor

Command her attention
Ease into her with caution
She shines iridescent inside

Special Coupling

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SPECIAL:

Shining simplicity
Popping pleasantly
Exuding exquisiteness
Cherished couple
Innocent illumination
Always attentive
Longing lovers

These two have something special, I think. Look at the way they pop off the green leaves behind them. Carefree, as if together they understand this crazy world a little better, because they have each other. They almost look to be grasping petals, don’t they? I find peace in believing that these two are holding onto each other, actually. Probably clueless to the idea that everyone wants to live life similarly, choosing to believe everyone already does, and we definitely should be. Two flowers perfectly suited for one another and willing to go through hell as one. Love at its finest, it seems. ♥

Southwest

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Growing
Whether intended or not
Pieces lost in battle
She’s found here
Among life’s surplus matter
She continues to twirl
Assimilating to her station
Rock and debris
Fragments
All suit her, strangely
Her beauty appealing
Red and yellow colors shine through
Hues of her personality
This known to be true
Comforted in troubled surroundings
Her artistry finds significance in rubble
See her petals
Call her, Firewheel
A Southwest Señorita
Preferring it hot

Shining inauspiciously in this spot

Simplicity

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Whirls of adored simplicity
A delicacy in abounding view 
Stretching her immaculate petals
A life of extravagance is her dream
Burdened to sway within these leaves
Predestined, but she agrees to glow
Allowing her white curves to show
Slender dancing limbs persuade
Pristine color an earthly fate
As we all watch intently
Indulging in her glow

King

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Escaping
Multiple ways
Peaking through
A protective sheath
Darting into bloom
Look at me
Assuming his crown
Sauntering and taunting with the wind
Swaying as he anticipates
The sun’s kiss
Smothered in hues of blue
Rooted in purple
The color of Kings
Surveying his empire
Tip glowing
Surrounded in white
Empowered wildflower
Standing at attention
Waiting to be devoured