villainess
I woke to the sound of singing flowers.
Their delicate scent irradiates any day.
Their form is the glowing heart's smile
and their appearance activates the light
behind the eyelids at life's coordinates.
Lifetime has its own sound, own scent,
own shape, [so unequivocally magical],
where even nice ones do a bit villainess.
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