Aloha,
This tropical hibiscus flower inspires today's poem. Enjoy!
Twilight Swords
Back it up then shack it
Even devils cry at your eyes
So striking visually striking
Tugging at your disguise
Tears melt on a face
Bound to be good to understand
Go deep to try to break a heartache
So striking to be a man
So striking so visually striking
Ever waiting then to waste it
Striking so visually striking
Never ever to taste it
Twilight swords gave all you had
To be the master of good and bad
In that house you did your harm
Inside the fogs on hazy farm
So striking so visually striking
You were close enough to taste it
You were striking oh so striking
Twilight swords only waste it
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