Last night I sweetly dream't of fragrant flowers
In a changing kaleidoscope a whirl
Twirling as I yielded to their stunning presence
Thrilling as they gently swirled
I twirled and twirled inhaling the freshest heaven
I never knew could possibly exist
Lost inside an unforgettable aromatic world
My senses will never forget
A touch of satin rose petals brushed my cheek
As purple violets tickled my nose
Crimson poppies slipped though my fingers
Gently kissing the tips of my toes
I believe I found heaven in my dream last night
Twirling in an aromatic silken bliss
When I felt the touch on the tips of my toes
Of a crimson poppy's kiss
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A beautiful dream to have ! It is very different from your other poetry but it is a very nice change ! It shows you can have a deep, well worded poem but also be carefree and simple; yet, no matter what you write, it comes off as elegant and lovely. Something as peaceful as flowers can make anyone feel uplifted and happy.
"A touch of satin rose petals brushed my cheek
As purple violets tickled my nose
Crimson poppies slipped though my fingers
Gently kissing the tips of my toes"
Oh my God, Neva, you certainly have outdone yourself this time. This is just...so indescribable. Though short, the imagery you weave is so rich and thick. I admire the way you make me believe that the poppies are, too, kissing my own toes. I can imagine the way that they surround me and sway to and fro in the gentle breeze. You made me think of my own poem "Burning Poppies," which also takes place in a field full of beautiful poppies.
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