I love to push my head into your breasts
Your delicate body tickling my nose
Intoxicating me with your fragrant aromas
Your color stirs passion within me
Reminding me of fine, aged wines
That satisfy the senses
I cannot help but stop
And take you into my hands
Spending an intimate moment with you
I am not your only lover though
The bees are charmed by your beauty
And come to dance around and inside of you
I know others take notice of you
But they remain invisible to me
As I stop to delight in the flowers frequently
In this city, filled with drifting smoke,
Random animal defecation, and rubbish,
I am grateful for your presence and aromatherapy
Thrive stunning flora!
Call forth others to be drawn to you
Breathe life here and invigorate
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