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The May Queen

As I lie between the blades of green grass; with a wave of your hand, you took me there. a smile in your eyes, sunshine in your hair. I'm climbing high through the mountain crevasse seeing stars so bright, like crystalline glass on a dream carpet we fly through the air. As the full moon rises, I touch your hand; you stare off into the dark azure sky. Tears began to fall as you start to cry; the carpet then fell to earth and did land; we toppled to the beach on the warm sand; you slowly turned away saying goodbye. Sunrise rose over the tropical scene; I wish to again dream of the May Queen.
3/5/2021 HexSonnetta Poetry Contest Sponsor: Emile Pinet

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