Hearts circling each other,
Endlessly spreading, as if it was spilling honey.
Smells like the freshness of mint,
Looks like a mini forest for tiny insects.
The leaves swooshing, swishing and rustling in the breeze.
Tasting like a bang of mint in my mouth,
Maybe even peppermint.
A smooth, glossy texture,
It’s one shade of green and could light up a room, it’s that beautiful,
So unique, it is a one in a thousand chance you’ll find one,
Or maybe one in a million.
It’s very special to me,
I keep it safe in a glass pebble.
It’s a treasure in my family’s culture.