I swallow my idea of paradise like a tall glass of water

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a quiet dawn!

she creeps up on the horizon of the clementine sky 

shades of pinks swirls in her clouds matching the friendly hue of my lip balm

the breeze smells of sea water and I smell of coconut with hair as soft as the dandelions shimmering within the long blades of uncut grass 

but then, suddenly, my feet tread on the silky sand of the beach

inhale serenity, exhale love 

my aura is the fertilizer and so roses bloom on the sandy domain of the beach 

o, wondrous is the earthly magic of a woman in love

in love with herself 

I see the sky dripping in saccharine purity and the roses unfurling greeting the sun with their petals akin to velvet dreams of mine 

a quiet dawn, so it is!

the sea is home to the koi fish of my heart's desire 

and I allow them to survive as the majestic creatures they are 

o, how I love my children

a lovely painting they'd form, jumping in and out of water like children at a playground on summer's day away from any such toil - and my soul mimics them

I ponder, I wait, I bathe in love!

a glass of red wine slips into my hand and I lay at the loving embrace of the bed of roses until,

Kahlo

Matisse 

Monet 

Rothko

appear in miraculous peculiarity and so, 

we paint until the ocean waves lick the sugary sweet pink skies 


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a/n: this is for rachel cos we discussed what our heavens would be like and this poem is how my own paradise is envisioned by moi  (I was listening 2 Iggy pop while writing this, great choice!)



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