I see a plant with flowers on the point of blooming.
One has a combination of which and purple petals with green underlying sepals and the other plant has yellow petals.
Refreshing! Says the soft breeze as it wafts across the sea,
For the corals had birthed a host of beautiful life,
Recreating wonders in sense and smell,
Which feeds the sighting eyes with flowers of a kind.
The masculine wave washes over the beach,
Like a sturdy groom lording over his delicate bride,
Yet the harmony breeds not strength in touch,
But tenderness in the wash!
What eyes will not give it her heart,
To see the love played out by this sight,
For the beauty catches one in her clutch,
And pricks the mind with the talons of feelings.
For like the bud flowers,
And its blooms like a hand accepting from heaven,
So dot it intoxicates the mind,
And leave the heart yearning for more!
Forever will I keep on to love,
For all nature is true and just in her ways,
Gliding against the wide sea to keep her in check,
For deep down my narrow mind she stays,
Never wandering away in the vast abyss,
In which my love for her stretches!
