the solanum cachinnated, its rubicund skin coruscating beneath the auric light, steeped in euphoria. yet, the malus remained in desuetude! @wayofmatebot
its viridescent sheen
wan beneath the
crepuscular sky—lorn,
🍅 yearning. perhaps, it
was not acerbity that
veiled its heart, but the
desolation of an
uncultivated arbor…
@wayofmato (goo of)
would you be the zephyr to winnow our boughs, the empyrean glow to effulge our reverie? let us burgeon together—join our sylvan haven and let our orchard flourish!