Tangerine Dream
Preening poetess you amaze me
Your glowing speckled freckled face
As you quilt a lilt of melodies
With not even a hair out of place
Well caped and draped in shimmering light
Soft gabardine all in tangerine
You muster a bluster of eloquence
A vision the world has so seldom seen
Your eyes the prize that shames the sunrise
Those rings and bling at your fingertips
And whenever heard the spoken word
Sounds so much sweeter upon your lips
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2024
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