Dracaena Diversion

We were late with the rent because of her scent.

Cheers blew in from distant pots.

“She’s never been exposed,” said the ficus to the pink hibiscus.

“Never can tell how light encourages,” said the cactus.

Flowering, cajoling

Sweetening her neighbors,

Purple rolling from Dracaena’s soul.

We were late with the rent because of her scent.