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The Nap Master
HAIL the astral world of utterance,
     one befalls to eavesdrop whisperings of their sweet nothings, 
          breathlessly whisking up a spell of portioned scents that, nay,
               spilled china of eddied creamed joys and demitasse gooey treats, 

BEHOLD the phoenix rises to a full exalting measure,
     neath a lunar ecliptic mystic hypnotic apathy,
          upon a peacock's crown whose spread out azure-chartreuse wings,
               adorns unsnared midst manes of an unbridled vehement trot, 

ONWARD it leaped a skipped array of a vivid rainbow's path,
     of free glides during its phases of warm air in a chilled sky, 
          as it spread o'er vast terrains of dale and vale of culled greens,
               tethered to tawny treasures of teemed lives infinite mirth wants,

BEHEST of Cherubs advent of endless stars braving her crown,
     on their sailed galleons of whimsical twinkling vigilance,
          seducing a flock of blithe bleating lambs a respectful ride,
               on fluffed souls, nursing meek minions to ripple a fair surge,

CHANNELS a righteous domain free of a distant storm,
     pushed by the lashes of sunbeams citrus lemony whips,
          that ade stirred mouth fulls of dryness seeking quenching,
               gouging the top echelon of expecting lips full measure,

ADHERED to heart pulsates that steady the gauge of innocence,
     unique mild credulity cushioned amongst penitent palms,
          and tinseled charm of enamored superheroes noble acts,
               save the divine a full accounting listing each wonder,

CLUSTERS of mirrors enlightened volumes of a sojourned quest
     of luminous unconsciousness prominent in such a phase,
          the inner realm expanse that dwells in hallowed gifted slumber,
               all grouped banking muses within the treasury of their mind,

ALL delicately locked by the key master . . .
                                                  . . . their fortuitous magnitude of eyelids.

2020 February 05
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