A golden sphere that bursts with laughter
Designer beige that soaks with turquoise
Flocks of feathers that soar like wind
Grains of dust that tickle like kisses on my feet
A bay of stones carry life and leisure
Like a stage of creation
Clappity clap on eight red legs
The fascination of a life so small
Diamonds shimmer in the night
The lunar light with eyes to sea
Roaring thunder invades the shore
Though night is clear with a steady drumbeat
A citrus morning welcomes me home
Plate filled with gold like the sun
Maple arousing hunger and desire
A steady drumbeat lingers
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