Tales of today's life #1

With greenery of passion's harvest,
The better tase of gardens that wait,
In summers end, of lovely kisses,
full moons grasp of her gentle bulb,
I feast on grains and eggs,
too sweet, too sweet,
now with blood of shallows,
embody the wholeness once more.
Pencils scrap and chatters elated,
Man of snakes drawn,
lighting the echoes,
with whispers guides,
and warmth of cherished,
Smiles fondly,
hoping the world.

So I woke up gardened, cooked some fried rice, low bs, writing this instead of snacking. And made this today!😊