Gently
perfuming Steem
As something that comes from
the fertile soil
As a ray of light
to illuminate yourself
And the night sky
without moon
Keep your Steem
it will define your destiny
And show us your kindly gesture
soft and divine
Fly Steem
Doing what?
Picking love from the hearts
And tell me why?
Your smile is a flower
And your garden
Turns into wealth
Very beautiful.
Amazing poem.
I love it.