To New Treasures…

Swept off my feet by an irregular beat.

Nestled above the clouds, she doesn’t want to come down.

Oh, to taste the Mint and Chive, and be transported to new treasures.

Hidden in the Heart, the bubbles Rise;

And she is reminded……

She is Magnificence….

Lauren Lauren

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