[ Featuring lilith ]
Pedals, a divine glamor
Its bloom, an act of love and respect
Its reception provides euphoria
Creating a beaming light over Aphrodite.
The ultimate beauty in one's breath
An electricity flowing though the rotation
Then, the chimes of daylight
One's clock striking 12
Mother nature's homecoming
As an act of maturity, thorns take form on the stem
Illustrating the pain of consciousness
Pedals and thorns
The equilibrium of existence
The pedal's allure coexisting among the thorns
Providing a shield against the enemy
Once passed along amongst each other
The heavy hearted will find their home in the flowers
