Sip the eerily-beautiful Love elixir,
a few dropplets alone suffice to enter serenity sphere,
enchanting harmony cutting the woven web of fear strings,
like a butterfly hatching from chrysalis to spread its wings,
fairy-tale fragrance furbishes ego encrustation,
can you smell this miraculous antidote's disarming salvation?
ensnaring euphemisms befogging life's quintessence,
no longer bear fruit in stellar Love presence,
the wisdom you find in this poem's gist,
shall clear any inner duality dichotomy mist,
shimmering susurration sprouting from your Heart's mellow mirth,
will bewitchingly endow your inner Herbarium with splendid Love birth.
Happy conception,
Alex