Wednesday, 14 March 2018

imagination naughty

that which the eye beholds...that, presented in the physical form?
yet...another vision presents itself...that, which makes the mind storm?
vision imagined, vision alive, vision painted with the minds eye
the more one looks, the more it seems,that image begins to apply.
soft petals, delicious, succulent opiac be the draw
a favourite flower in the vases depths  does know ones vision to thaw,
cleverly placed to hide a treasure of a similar sort
another kind of flower that behind it hides, yet naughtily, the imagination has caught.


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