Meandering through the cascades of green,
streaks of lavender-red fancy the Haze.
Ornate with crystals, radiating like Northern Lights,
unburdened by seeds to retain sense.
A blossom snipped abruptly from the garden,
yet Earth rhythms endure past the roots.
My fingers glistening with the nectar of love,
Skunky sweetness seeps from pungent glands.
My sweet little flower, so delicate to touch,
thrilling my tongue with that taste of Pearl.
While a joint thickens from a skilled lick,
an exhilarating mist swells from the tip.
A Bubble Gum vitamin packing a robust hit,
heightening perceptions with nature’s treasure.
Spirits float with majestic purple clouds,
as the flesh tingles in a warm embrace.
For you, my Kind bud, I dream of peace,
a shimmering rainbow highlighting a dank breeze.
