WISHING TO BE A TANGERINE
Somedays I'm a pale apple wishing to be a tangerine.
Fantasy focused fulfillment fondles favored dreams.
Enthrall me free amid emerald enthused energy
while softly snuggle wrapped in sensual satin sheets.
Let gleaming gilt threads golden gloss this glorious bed.
May lyrical lilacs air link to lift and softly dance while
harmony twists and polished peace dips to dazzle me.
I shiver, smile and sigh sensing supreme sheen in sky
and see a grand ground gushing a generous grassy green.
Somedays I'm a pale apple wishing to be a tangerine.
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