Sodium - 46

For some are sought, but are seldom seen
Found first in fragrance, their beauty quaintly keen
Blossoms and blooms, blows in nightly breeze
Bends and bows, boys or men. To seek upon their knees
To pluck them now; seize starlight from the shifting moonlit seas
These strands of gossamer green, gleaming with the early dew
Beck from one dream into waking; thus one anew
For tis such joy, to marvel at the sweetness of a breath
And held in wonder for each moment in it's depth.
There are things felt before they're seen
And perhaps truest of all for having been

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