come with meA Poem by Lydia Shutterartwork courtesy of pinterest come with
me watch as
peppermint thoughts turn to licorice smile as
i scavenge salvaging
what is left of this day it’s
true, you know flowers
in the vase of life need
more than rain to stay vibrant perhaps
a troupe of clowns engaging in festivities ‘neath a
coterie of stars? no? what can I say? we all
need a kinder place to run to
come
with me climb up
to the tippy top of the rainbow where we
can peacefully sleep on fluffy clouds then, tomorrow
morning taste
the sauna samba sunrise with me the sort
seen only once every forever listen
carefully to hear butterfly wings play a
lustful jazzy tune this
pulse of passion morning can mutate into night we’ll
touch…consumed by desire share my
multicolored need sighs
will slip and slide till we gloriously yield come
with me
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