Brainstorm by Rhizome Olivia Quondam

Beauty Isn't Only Skin Deep

I see beyond your exterior to your lily of the valley heart

I am your gardener and florist all wrapped in one

I don't want flowers, but to forever bloom by you, everyday

Your luscious voice lavishes me like lavender

Your eyes are May

Your tears are cut flowers and I restore your roots

Bouquets of you would only suffice in buffet quantities

Honeysuckle smile

Your bird baths are myrrh baths

Scented candles melt to wax, outdone by your flesh

You're so fluent in the language of floriculture that landscapers whimper

You're the green thumb Green Giant

Hair like carnations crowning your head like coronations

Buttercup tenderness that composes

Foxglove fingers

Your neck is the sweet tooth of all nectars

Would you be able to find your bearings and bear fruit in just my greenhouse?

Your eyes chop me down like lumber

You're a songbird birdhouse collector

Your gardens are the Elysian Fields

Your heart is a cuckoo clock

Words that could clear forests

You climb into my treehouse and we play house

This passion burns like firewood and I ask that you don't conserve the trees

We're a rainforest and an endangered species

We're stiff as wood without each other...tree stumps

We escaped a wildfire in the woodland, so let's hope for ecological succession

Let's make it to old growth forest age...for our annual rings to outnumber and outlast the rest

You're a botany miracle worker

I cool off and cool down under the shade of your strong branches

Love is swinging on vines and we fell together

Our seed of love was planted at first contact and time has only watered it

Strange nature surrounds us

Our destiny can't be potted, for we will grow out of it like weeds

We are an invasive species

We explore places undiscovered in each other

Man vs. nature and nature steps down, recognizing how special we are

The grass grows greener under your photosynthetic light

Because of you, I have more hops in my step than a grasshopper

Kiss me with the wildness of the wilderness

When you or I are not in each other's company, we feeling like we're being stoned to death

When we're alone together, the time zones line up

Your heart is an oasis

We are Yin and Yang

Our union is feng-shui

Our nest is a microenvironment

Your eyes are scrying mediums

Our combined forces are the strongest earthbound magnetic field

Our love is Qi