The same shade of green
As the pines standing tall
Composes its stem
So thin and frail
Yet strong enough
To carry the weight
Of its world, the blossom.
The leaves, with tendrils
Spiraling out, stretching
Becoming thinner as they go farther out
Towards the point
The flower
Petals the color
Of the evening moon
And just as lovely
Ever so slightly
Curling at their
Silky tips
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