Iris

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You are so beautiful,
Graceful,
And unique.

Your dress is that of a fairytale,
All stories,
All beauty-
And always just as sweet.

The ruffles of your petals
Are like that of dragon fire,
And the colors
With which they're are stained,
Are hints at your scales' desire.

You stand so tall,
So regal,

Like a queen
Among peasants-

A mistress
Among pupils-

A beast
Among it's hoard.

You guard your treasures jealously,
As your numbers grow in size,
Like a little army of beauty,
Hidden in the innocence of other eyes.

Re-written with fresh inspiration from my sibling.
Thanks little sister. I owe you one.

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