Exotic flora
hidden in the deep wilderness
sheathed from the prying eyes.
Diffusest sweet hypnotic fumes
enticing the eyes that pass by.
Caress her with the sight
but taint her not
for she’s a child of the dusk
nurtured by sharp winds
and dense fog,
often fatal to a mortal touch.
© Wordpolitics
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Awesome 👌 ❤️
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Thanks Beautiful 😊
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Hayeeee made my day 😍Hahahaaaaa
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Awwwwwww!!! 😊😊😊♥️
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All have a purpose we are unaware of though many exotic flora never are found by mortals🙂👍🏻🙏🏻
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Yes! True that 😊
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Love the last line!!
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Thank you so much. You’re a true support 😊
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I can feel your words swirling around and entering in me
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Awh! Thank you so much. 😊
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I can feel the aroma
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Glad you could 😄
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🥰😇
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Very evocative
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Thank you so much. I’m glad you found so 😊
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You are most welcome 😊🌻
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beautifully written
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Thank you kindly 🙏
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the pleasure is all mine
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these words feel as though pulled from other realms. Love it. Re-posted here: https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/09/05/exotic-upashna/
Thanks for sharing.
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Hey! Thanks a lot for stopping by and reading. Much appreciated. ☺️
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Beautiful! I loved it…
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Thank you 😊💝
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