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To Be A Tangerine
"A spoonful of fantasy is often the best medicine for reality." - Poet
Somedays I'm a pale apple wishing to be a tangerine.
Fantasy focused fulfillment fondles contentment dreams.
Enthrall me free amid emerald enthused energy,
wrapped snug-complete in scented sachet sheets -
let gleaming threads golden-gloss this glorious bed.
May lyrical lilacs air link, lift and softly dance while
harmony twists and peace dips to dazzle me.
I shiver, smile and sigh sensing the sheen of sky -
an ebony-onyx symphony sympathizing with me
and the ground, a gushing-grass generous scene.
Somedays I'm a pale apple wishing to be a tangerine.
Copyright ©
CayCay Jennings
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