Pandora Box

Pandora’s Box is opened by a carnival queen Her skin of berry and cinnamon enable her Propelling her forward in an insatiable way A daffodil orb appears within a magnolia tree’s sight There is a special feeling in the fragrant air Which reeks of persimmon and pumpkin A magical moment which goes unseen By those who do not believe in mystical beings For they cannot see or fathom Pandora’s Box Or observe the queen, who is now surrounded by doves.