Acknowledge and embrace

the smell, the feel, and the taste.

Understand:

the power of the flower.

The flavor is sour-

diesel.

On a cloud

of blue dreams

running free.

It ignites inspiration

like kerosene to a fire,

while creating wonderful sensation

all in between.

Sweet like a bowl of vanilla bean ice cream.

Except it is green

like grass.

If you don't appreciate flowers,

then you can kiss my ass.