Your charming coat
Over the transparent pulp.
As I stroked your bonzer stem,
Your blemished spines were a menace.
But no harm done.

The morning fog blurred my vision
As I gazed at your soothing green coat.
No aroma, no flowery fragrance nor petals.
Just the greenish hue.

Is yours a sickly green?
Or am I dazed?

I felt the irresistible longing
To touch you once more,
To feel your cool flesh on my skin.
I bent down
And felt your cool green leaves.

Then I could tell I was wrong,
Though sans aroma,
You were never hideous.

My eyes were muddled
And I had been wrong.

You spread the calm over me,
Now and always.
You caress my arms
With your soothing texture.

You are “the plant of immortality,”
The pleasant “aloe vera,”
The heavenly “lily of the desert.”