The Sweet Deception


The Dual-Tone Bloom




A Quiet Veil

A simple glance, a whisper in the air,

 Suggests a calm, a world of gentle ease.

 No dazzling fire, no grand, demanding flair, 

Just quiet grace among the whispering trees.

 The unassuming form, a soft disguise,

 A humble truth the hasty eye might miss. 

No bold pronouncements in its sleepy guise, 

Just silent promise, hinting at true bliss.


The Hidden Bloom

But lean a little closer, soft and low, 

And let your heart unlock its keenest sight. 

For in that quiet, deeper currents flow, 

A hidden warmth, a captivating light. 

A deceptive calm, a tender, artful plea, 

That draws you in, to find what waits inside. 

A vibrant spirit, wild and sweet and free,

 Where endless wonders softly, gently hide.


Delightful Unveiling

This sweet deception, played with such a charm, 

Unveils a beauty, richer than first known.

 It holds you safe, from all immediate harm, 

A precious secret, beautifully shown.

 A gentle lesson, whispered to the soul,

 That deepest joys often reside unseen. 

Making every quiet moment truly whole, 

A vibrant heart, a captivating scene.

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