White Gardenia

Beautiful words!

INK AND QUILL

A white gardenia floats along the tide,
Separated from the trees uplifting arms,
Alone and drifting,
A bud of floral scent,
Floating high over dells and dens,
A valley of pastels and dewdrops,
And wild blue yonder,
Under the warmth of sunlight,
Or guided by the moon,
The white gardenia floats on a watery dune,
Handpicked, by the soft hands of May,
Solo, she bathes in spring.

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