eclipsed reverie of florette

florette, prism of the solstice,
breathes in the whisper of fractured time,
sun spills through tangled veins of laughter,
honeyed shadows paint the unseen.

daisy fields dream in echoes,
gold brushes stroke the void,
ancient murmurs twist in her touch,
twilight veils tremble, undone.

emeralds bleed secrets to her smile,
june’s canopy splinters into stars,
night weaves itself into her sigh,
summer blooms, fleeting, endless, gone.