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The sunrise blushes
in sunflower
chardonnay braids
on soft merlot clouds
as if it has heard
my whispers of love
sent to you upon
sweet pea breezes
this perfect
*vintage morning

The leaves fall off the vine
crinkled and brown
and so very dry
that they crunch under footsteps
of strangers walking together.

Those trees over there are thin
the branches are so brittle
and the grass beneath has died off
for there's no shade
and the sun is too hot.

And the crater in the ground
was once a lake
but those streams dried up
leaving stones and debris
to rest in the dust.

Those strangers' bodies scream for water
that no longer exists
with trembling hands
they grab hold
as the wasteland claims another.

With one less person
they walk away from the sun
that beats on their heads
that hang so low
from this wicked, cruel, abuse.

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I was your biggest mistake?
I thought you said milkshake

Take a slice of life and add a little love
For the little touch of sweetness that we need
Add two spoons of understanding
The flavor to enhance
And if your so enclined add a touch of sweet romance
Stir in a little modesty,
It goes so very far
Add some fondest memories
That are kept inside a jar
Now just a tiny pinch of mischief
But please be careful here
The mischief adds a kick of spice
And helps to make the meal
Now cook slowly in a beating heart
And a miracle occurs
If we all followed this simple recipe
We could have the perfect world