Colors so bright I swear I could smell them, a perfect kaleidoscope of hues. Blinding me with excitement, deafening me with their awe and beauty.
Roses curled up in a lovely kiss, in shades of pink, white and red. Tempting me with their ****** ambiguity, waving like a stranger in the wind.
Daisies giving me a friendly smile, with their innocent, white petals. Inviting me to sit and chat, and perhaps share a cup of tea to discuss our days over.
Lilies sprawling about, with their elegant, flamingo pink flavor. Drooping like a chandelier, and revealing the secrets hidden within.
Tulips as purple as the plums I picked from my grandmother's tree. Mocking me with their vibrant personalities, yet contained and uptight all the same
Their identities shine through their wordless expressions. I find more comfort here than among the loud and thoughtless.