Allegory of spring
Walking through an Emerald Forest, I found Him there. His body resting among the dancing trees, the sweet sweat of His flower crown blossoming, with an orgiastic scent of Lust Seducing nature around. The laughing King of Heavens high, with golden curls, gently and softly touches the open petals with lips. So the Flower Prince surrenders to the Sun king's kiss. There was no part of Him, That wasn't His. And then there was life, In colorful Bliss.
