Working with my plants.

Working with my plants.

Come, Let’s head to the nights where every fairy tales are true π¦π¦
Its not an illusion, you are more than enough.
After long, tiring hours,
I want to drink you,
and the tea, slowly
Poets are wizards
who can make you dream.
Whenever I am looking into my brown eyes,
I can see the magic.
Its says believe in yourself.
I donβt know what makes the evening more beautiful,
you or the sunset.
When you started to look deep inside you, you will find the sparks of magic.
Sometimes we are in a war that doesn’t even exist.