You are a flower to me
The bright yellow tone
of your smile
is delightful.
The vains of your body
glow green with life.
And you grow
alongside me,
my sister.
There is mystery in your being,
A loveliness
Both subtle and obvious.
It is the subtlety
that I love.
So soft
it could be one with soil, pine wood or stone.
You open your petals
for all to see and smell
the fragrance of your soul.
Transparent as an alpine lake;
You bring grace and humility
to hardness.
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