"That"

For HL...

You are better than “that”
In these caves of sleeping unknowns
Awaking all the overhung bats
That who enters is you

Atop the hill of Garden, Red, Purple and Yellow
The April air is filled with a sweet smelling scent
Of Daffodil, Tulip, Gerbera, Iris and Roses
There, among the flora, she stands

The story began with HercuLi alone
Yet she was not so from the beginning
Of ups and downs carved into her bones
She's moving on from nasty feelings

Left, right and centre
With the heroine is a friend
Of filling the empty crater
Vacant replaced and goodness found

Entering into stories of adventure
Awaking all potential possibilities
Clearing the dark caves carrying burdens
Truly, HercuLi and friend, they’re better than “that”