Bubbles
Spent summer days,
surrounded in the scent of strawberry,
such sweet delirium.
Bouquets of flowers,
pulled from the crags,
the finest shades of peach-yellow sunsets.
Pale glowing sunlight,
through crystalline windows,
A day for a casual song.
Camera lens flares,
bubbles of iridescent finesse,
White rabbit you follow to wonderland.
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