A brand new trail of stepping stones widens my hazel eyes,
Longer with six extra steps, leading me to the right
Fluttering by in red and black are two butterflies
My new ivory dress and eyeshadow await your sight
The grand alicorn gazebo is where I spot you stand
Half of the sun is down in the fiery sky below smoky clouds
In the breeze's remaining heat, I reach out for your hand
The saffron daisies watch our next reunion in a shattered crowd
You sweetly murmur to me with a smirk, "Now I've caught her"
The basins of the new fountain are regal like rubies on a king's crown
A swarm of blue rose petals splashes from its funnel like water
Every delicate petal flourishes up and flows all the way down
Near a tree of a dozen lemons and four limes,
We kiss in the magic garden for the second time
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Laura's Poetry Chronicles - Part 3
PoetryThe third part of my poetry chronicles include: . A poem about Stolas from Helluva Boss discovering that Lisa Cooper used to be Not Really Lisa ten years ago. . A Christmas poem about a young woman known as "Lady White Riding Hood" and a white wolf...
