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Hooker’s Lips

This rare plant is named Psychotria elata. It is more commonly known as the Flower Lips, Hooker’s Lips or Hot Lips plant. Some people refer to them as Mick Jagger’s lips. The plant forms bright red bracts (specialized leaves) resembling the lips of a woman wearing red lipstick. These plants are found in the tropical rainforests of Colombia, Costa Rica, Panama and Ecuador. Due to deforestation, these spectacular plants have become endangered.

Psychotria Elata

Also commonly known as Hooker Lips or the Hot Lips Plant for the shape of its bright red bracts that resemble two luscious lips, this plant is found in the tropical rain forests of Central and South American countries like Colombia, Costa Rica, Panama and Ecuador.

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August 12th, 2016

Now I know why the moon never sets.. I now know why the sun is controlled by time and the sun doesn’t stay up for me..

I am the moon. He is the sun.
The moon is forever in the sky, forever in transit to its next phase and the sun always leaves ..no trace .
In the winter it sets early but in warm and moist atmosphere it sets later and later and later with a dark orange almost darker than the lipstick on a hookers lips..

I was his orange moon.. In his reflection . Protecting. Till he made it clear that he needed the other side of the world more than he needed mine .

I was his orange moon .. Bleeding Through my phases to forget make sure that a full moon is what he saw.. I guess you are never good enough for someone who only loves with their fingers crossed .

My skin feels like sand paper and my eyes are heavy.. My nose burns & my throat is dry.
Let me be the waves of an ocean .. Please come and stand in the middle .. I promise if you do I won’t make the tides to high.
Let me the wind of your location.. Please come and embrace me.. I promise if you do I won’t blow too hard or too strong but just enough , enough so you’ll “come”..

If I were to cry , i would cry stars and astroids. Being a woman of many moons & lands ..I’ve come to realize I always allow men of earth who rule nothing but the mountains between their legs to make me feel like less..
sun , you’ve made a fool of me. Now that we aren’t in sequence ,flowers don’t bloom.
The grass is tan and not green.
The weather is chilling , never warm.

I guess I’ll have to the cold moon .. If it means never seeing you again. But I’m okay with that.
Question is ..can you live with the fact that you’ve killed a heart trying to please the other side of the world.