[VERSE 1] You came in tissue culture, roots barely there, But I saw the shape of heaven in your glossy flare. From the back of the tent to the front of my heart, You were just a seedling, now you’re rare plant art. [VERSE 2] Silver Blush dreams on a sphagnum throne, I touch your velvet and I’m not alone. That in flow glows like a synth pad high, When you bloom, girl, I touch the sky. [CHORUS] Ooh, I’m misted in satin, lost in your shine, An-thur-ee-um love, you divine-by-design. We’re vibin’ through cycles, in LECA and light, You the queen of this grow tent night. [VERSE 3] You curve like a dream in my 80s mind, Bee-VEP in your bloodline—one of a kind. And Gary said, “That leaf’s insane,” So I named you Love, and I staked your cane. [CHORUS] Ooh, I’m misted in satin, rare and complete, Your foliage dance got me off my feet. It’s not just a plant, it’s a love affair, When you drop a cataphyll, I stop and stare. [BRIDGE] I don’t need no beach, no sunset gold— I got a propagation box that never grows old. One leaf, two nodes, and a dream that climbs, An-thur-ee-um love in tangled vines. [CHORUS — FINAL] Ooh, I’m misted in satin, tuned to your zone, Every new leaf feels like home. From Michelle to Red Crystallinum’s hue, Every rare cross just leads me to you. [OUTRO] (whispered) So here’s to the nights with the lights on dim… When the moss is moist… And the love is An-thur-ee-um…
