Look for love as sweet as cherry lollipops
Find a crush like white vanilla cream
Once again they hide themselves away from me
Cannot see the forest for the trees...
~*~
Fighting the sun with sundae saccharine surrender
Heat waves against a coldest confectionery tender
This nickel twinkle town of sprinkles, love, cherries
Always served up with extra opportuned delicacies
Frozen in time, within sheerest perfection and light
On pastel vanilla days and velvety chocolate nights
Milky clouds, silver rain, and banana moon creams
Roads trailed with syrup leading into lovely dreams
Characters of colours and varying tastes and flavour
You'll never tire of their different kinds, all in savour
Luscious musings with some crackling wafers on top
Choose your sorbet sensations, the scoops never stop
But the bustling crowds will always slowly melt away
Like if that ice cream's left outside on a summer's day
As they drip into the soft fragility of the funneled cone
Into the dark pavement gutters in which they call home.
~*~
Bit by bit I taste bit of apple rain
Knowing something good is soon to come
Breathe it in like candy-coated sugar cane
Happiness is now falling from above...
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Oneirology
Poetry♦♦♦ Oneirology: the study of dreams. Dreary reality intertwined with nuances of dreamy phantasm; for when my quill is spitting iridescent rainbow mirages instead of murky ink puddles. ♦♦♦
