🌿Medicate for that mind release, I spurk Mary then write magic. So this poetry must really come from the depths where lies the origin of trees🌿. So I'm cloud nine while the ground holds me, and the feeling of flight is only known when maryjanes aroma is inhailed🌿. Sw👀

You're my hyper spirit in this pendemic. When tomorrow is uncertain I'm hopeful. Since your bigger dreams make my dreams bigger than I've known them to be. So in this cold  night I'm here thinking about you, as far as you are from me I'm close to you my better tomorrow. ,- My Better Tomorrow.  Sw👀

Without the glimses of you I'm numb! We often C😕nfuse functioning with feeling.
Without the contact of you I function. Though as you and I rendezvou in one frequency. I get to feel I come alive more than I already am. You're the feeling I love the most. - Sw👀

You're my universe cause I took time to planet, Lived, Learned and grew things. In that sense we grew each other. And in time ourselves plant new seeds for the next coming generations filled with versions of ourselves. Become a real beautiful family tree full of stories of time.- My Universe. - Sw👀

She uses flowers as some type of therapy,but somehow she's a flower of her own kind. A descendant of the garden of Eden. Polinised by the warmth and energy of earths young healthy sun she stays beautiful. -Swoo

Oooooh  Hermosa rosa🌹 you're much felt as far as the evolution of nature goes. Thru time you've transitioned, thru different  seasons wilding their different kinds of tests stayed triumph. Here in my world you're felt as much as the rest of nature's existence feels as the artist called wind feels as it cuts thru them. A joy to my eyes and spirit just like wind paints the skies on a beautiful cloudy day  a force of nature on her own💯✔️👌🏾😍😍💕👆🏾🙏🏾🔌🔌🔌🔌🔌🔌🔌🔌🔌. -Swoo

I'm so submissive when it comes to only only her. -Swoo