lotus.

The Taurus and The Scorpio

He waits on the silver dunes of destiny

In a cocoon lightly buried in the sand

He waits patiently for her extended hand

To dig him up and unravel this enigma

She is slowly making her way through

The multi layered labyrinth of alleviation

For he left her many clues and a trail

For her to sail upon

Of five thousand fluorescent flowers

That possess passionate powers

When she arrives at the eventful egress

The gentle current shall guide her

For her path is surly blessed

As the Taurus and Scorpio grow

These words I (we) write are real

These wounds you (we) have shall heal


♏️❤️♉️🌈

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I don't know where the sunbeams end
And the starlights begin
It's all a mystery