Casing Conqueror

Casing Conqueror

In metal you plant metal.
In the brass soil
Stems of iron wire
Sprout from copper roots.

So the dew that forms
Carries traces of earthy metal.
When winter comes and goes
The scent changes as it blooms.

When the petals split in spring
The buds and leaves
Smell of syrup and sugar
And they drip with cold cotton tufts.

Each tuft holds a silken cargo
Of wisping thousand wishes
And the stem strengthens
In the air of hot snow floating.

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