Root to Rise

May our eyes be peonies, omens of love and good fortune. Our hearts guided by plant instinct, tenacious in the desire to flourish and rise. Root voice, a journey from oblivion into brilliance. Dimples made of seeds, a multiplying joy. Our arms, the creation of bees. A honeysweet nuzzle.

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