In My Daydream
I found you
in my daydream
picking
frangipani
One stuck in your hair;
twirling one
like fan.
You slowly...
turned, then...
winked and smiled,
sucking me
into the vortex
of your seduction. T'was...
a....
sight most ethereal!
(Yalto)
"Yalto" is a form invented by yours truly.
Lines 1-15: 3,4,2,4,5,3,2,3,2,3,3,5,6,1,5 syllables
Date posted: 07/30/2021
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