Bottles of Lavender

 
You are so soft and succulent

so elegant in your shaping

 

When I think of you

I think of dew drops

and fallen snow

 

I dream of dancing peaches

mahogany eyes

brown speckled skin glittering of gold

 

You greet me with warmth

apple pies on sunny days

moon rays singing

 

You are twinged with olive green

voices of honey

 

So mirthful is your walk

dancing petals of lavender

I want to bottle up your talk

 

Form shells of delight

create carcasses of your light

 

I want to

muse pallets of your soul

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