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Sep 21
I snuggle up under a pile of clouds
like a soft fleece blanket
soothing my fevered brow
O to dream awhile..
peaceful heavens,  
elysian fields,
bucolic paradise
a gentle kiss on my cheek
and the blush of roses
spreads across my countenance

I hear the distant conch
golden bugles
awakening bells...

my tears have turned to nectar
Sonya Ki Tomlinson
Written by
Sonya Ki Tomlinson  Palm Bay, Florida
(Palm Bay, Florida)   
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