Bohemian Ambiance
Bohemian Ambiance wafting in the air
I recognize it the second I step into her lair
Lavender incense is lit, inviting me in.
She is a tiny bird-like woman with hardly a chin.
“Well hello!” she says, inviting me to sit down.
I plop rather hard, making a loud whooshing sound.
You are the first one, she tells me, giving me a wink.
I notice the colors of lavender, purple, red, blue and pink.
What a lovely place you have here! I tell her, meaning it.
She smiles with a sweet grin. Her silver candles are lit.
There are turquoise and amethyst rings on her toes
She has a charm that runs around her aura and glows.
You like my place, she says, delighted apparently.
It is really great I admit, and it is truly comfy!
It has been a work in progress she tells me, I like it a lot.
A yellow parakeet flies through the room, surprising me not.
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