Flower Power

Acknowledge and embrace

the smell, the feel, and the taste.


the power of the flower.

The flavor is sour-


On a cloud

of blue dreams

running free.

It ignites inspiration

like kerosene to a fire,

while creating wonderful sensation

all in between.

Sweet like a bowl of vanilla bean ice cream.

Except it is green

like grass.

If you don't appreciate flowers,

then you can kiss my ass.


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