Beautiful
rainbow stretches heaven's door
Underneath
an azure aquamarine sky
Laughs at
cosmic satires writ by day
Leisurely
walks, through awakened nights that lie.
Sometimes
a wanton flower blooms starry
High
above misty mornings of rain
Invisible,
incredible, indeed delectable
The taste
of dawn on a tongue-tip again.
Gushing
forth effusively a word takes shape
And
follows verse upon verse of magic stanza.
Love
writes a tale with futile wit
Of
fireworks, starburst shooting star extravaganza.
Rehearses
the ageless myth of one
Echoes
soulful songs long after they are done.
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