Lily of the Valley: Poison and Remedy
I am the lily of the valley, a symbol of purity and renewal,
Petals soft as whispers, colors that dance on the wind,
Both innocence and sin, a blend of beauty and bittersweet sorrow.
I breathe life into you, yet hold the poison of longing,
A fragile paradox, radiant yet ruinous.
I signify beauty and the inevitable end,
A treasure of the world, both yours and mine.
Don’t keep me in a jar;
Let me scatter my scent throughout the lush greenery,
A reminder of fleeting beauty,
A reminder of sorrow, that dances on your mind.
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