CAMELOT FANTASIES

LAVENDER SEAS

Oh the effervescence ov the senses ov the lavender scrolls.
Oh how the essence, flows thru the rolls.
Rolls ov lavender, channel the length...
.....Ov it's beauty, it gives it strength.
Passion purple, is it's vain.
Thru the lavender waves, that we appease.
Mother natures tears sprays, the fields with lavender seas.
The beauty lies, upon the breeze.
Petals curling up, randomly to receive.
Cascading colors, that we conceive.
Beautiful, they do receive.
Softly the petals bend, ov the beauty nature sends.
Essence ov the rose, luv amends.
The beauty ov, lavenders revenge.