The bottomless guise of his soul

Like the summer breeze so fresh,
Cool and soothing… blowing dirt less.
Caressing the skin and splashing life to my weariness,
Winding away the fragmented bits of my life, he flows with grace.

Like the orchids so elegant, exotic, and fragile,
So is he for me… Like the glitters he dazzle.
As lazy as a lion but he rules every jungle and shore,
Fights the repellent away with blustering and sovereign roars.

He is the best part of the magical treasure I hold,
His anatomy resembling Emerald, lustrous like gold.
I shall keep writing for ages and still the count of similies won’t end,
Such is his glory to my eyes – Mystical and unbent.

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