Golden

May 29, 2010
Like
the dandelions
sitting
calmly,
basking in the warmth
of the shimmering sunlight,
it whispers
with the greasy oil touch
and slight delicate touch
of daffodils
and tulips;
lurking in
the silvery pools
of moonshine
and the sour juice
of a bright lemon,
it sift through fingers
like grains of sand.





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