Lavander at Imbarchino, river Po....
when she kissed
the moon good night
stars bashfully twinkled .
the black on her lips
stained the night sky
everyone thought it a bad omen .
this is how the heavens love
this is how you love
you paint home your favorite color
I put lavender flowers in my heart .
doesn’t make you king
this is how
you start being human
(Poem quoted from : http://hellopoetry.com/words/lavender/poems/)