In This Moment
In this Moment
In this moment
I look up and see wispy white clouds
And clear blue skies.
Skies the color of the calm Caribbean.
They complement each other so well.
I turn my head and see crisp green grass and a hill.
A skyscraper hill
And behind the skyscraper hill
There is a ball of fire that falls slowly
Turning my calm Caribbean into a glass of strawberry milk
Polka dotted with orange cotton balls.
Later it turns into a cupcake frosted black
And sprinkled with white.
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