Lovely Blooms the flower of betrayal
If it's seeded in it's blood
Thus it always needs a victim
Living of it's own to rot

The traitors lilly is not poisonous
Though it spreads unto a touch
But as a flower of betrayal
It´s tainting weapons work as much

It´s seeds can rest and root forever
Or be in fruit within one year
The traitors lilly hides with others
Changing both color and appeal

Yet a single trait reveals her
More than any other mark
The traitors lilly has no feelings
And can´t do anything by heart

Search for the spark of hipocrisy
Inside a face of plastic smile
Until the mask of traitor lilly
Reveals the lilly´s weave of lies

He caught the glitter running down her cheek
Kissed away the rain
Her twinkle a fading star
He wanted to siphon the pain

Ready to move mountains
He would lasso the moon
Water an entire forest
To see his wildflower bloom

Disappointments and frustrations as old as time water the flower to blooming,
and the chemical smear of rage takes its toll on me, and the innocent.
The blossoms scream as they fall,
once more swept away into the breath's shores.

I feel pretty and soft,
Like a jasmine flower
Blooming with fragrant power,
Feminine and unique,
No two alike in pale white and pink,
Harnessing, absorbing
Sweet summer light,
The rich scent of jasmine
Carried aright,
Weightless and pungent,
Expressively existing.
I feel pretty and soft,
My presence caressing and kissing.

let us adore this universe of ours
as we wish upon
a shooting stargazer lily
who collides with our world
bringing about blossoms
and pink springs
for days to come

let us hop between the planets
mark the moon as our own
catch the stars in our hands
explore the unknown!

let us create memories
and overfill our senses with joy
blast off our worries
into the void of space
and lie here in fields
full of pink and white orchids

this universe of ours
is so sweet