blooming among the crowds of green,
a lovely red with a tinge of yellow.
nothing's more enchanting, not even a magic bean,
your radiance pulls me away from limbo.you were flowing gently along the gale,
swayed over the slumbering bee within me.
how i adore to hear your sound in the dale,
and as you sing, i feel the voice of the sea.but i can only hope for such a paradise,
even though i long to hold your leaves again.
this buzzing feeling you will not recognize,
remains on the ground until it reaches its end.you and i were never a perfect tint,
for you are a shoeflower, i'm just a wild mint.* * *
A/N:
a shoeflower is another term for gumamela