By Eva Xanthopoulos
With temperance comes bountiful fragrance
of tiger lily and blushed lotus flower
Glide across skin, flooding essence
With patience comes elation in form
of sun beneath eyes shining benign
onto drowning spirits in need of
With deviation comes temptation
trickling into skin pores like mini
serpent speaking sinister tongue.
With balance comes serenity
that sees not victim nor enemy
only infinite potential and
existential ingrained beneath
frivolous fascia of all humanity.
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