CHEEKY SYNTHETIC SORTA DAY
Welcome
On the account of because
I'm having a Goldy locks moment
cheeky synthetic sorta day.
Weird
Longhorn visions
and folk music
will escort me
to where they want me.
Acceptance
Sometimes I scratch the surface
of this host that carries me
to feel something?
Echo
To try new stuff
tickle my amusement
as I sit in many chairs.
Liberty
Searching for the right fit
too soft, too hard
where is my perfect medium?
Note
To my interesting muse
I have not forgotten you
there is a quiet fire inside
and it's ember still burns.
Spirit
This glorious morning
I will myself a cameo glance
within the forbidden curtain
can you feel my presence?
Daydream
Your eyes flash before me
and I blush in color
as my dreams come painted.
Medium
By the by my dear
did you receive me
and I hope it was well
you are my comfortable fit
Written by,
Abby lynn
©
2011
CHEEKY SYNTHETIC SORTA DAY
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