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Jan 2015
I inhale
The scent of sweet flowers mixed with sunshine after heavy rainfall
I touch
The softness of a flower petal
silk
I see a prism
Shaped like an hour glass
I stare at something so beautiful
Something so hard to look at
I stare


I lay my body down into the grass
I hear the sound of nature singing to me
I touch the silk flower petals surrounding me
I stare
At the hour glass prism
I stick out my toungue

To taste...
The water off of the silk flower petals

The touch
So soft
The taste
So pure

I inhale

**YOU
Lustus
Written by
Lustus  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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