Amanita's Dream, with a poem by Mojo

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Amanita's Dream

Beneath the bloom of a crimson cap,
She lingers where the shadows lap.
Her face, a map of intricate grace,
Shy smile aglow in the moonlit space.

Cobwebs lace her honeycomb gown,
Swirls of silk cascade down.
Fireflies dance in luminous streams,
Weaving her world of impossible dreams.

From below, a light softly gleams,
Casting her in surreal beams.
Each swirl, each trace, a story untold,
In colors vivid, both warm and cold.

Her world, a canvas, surreal and grand,
Born of an artist’s delicate hand.
A being of wonder, she stands apart,
An Amanita muse—a masterpiece of art

with love By Mojo