Here, the sun dips himself into a sugarcoated slumber--
Potent dreams cast shamelessly onto a sketchbook of fluxing waves--
Kissing the loyal milk of mother nature's teat--
He leaves the skeleton of her clouds to embrace his own image--
Swaying in the chorus of the sea
Author notes
No, it's not gibberish-- it has meaning. You know, like those silly english teachers tried to force you into annotating for further 'understanding'. ;P I was sitting here, remembering the way the sun seemed to melt into the ocean two nights ago when I was in Florida.. and yeah, this just came to me. Nothing amazing. ^^; Just a three minute poem.. oh, and, i despise making titles. xD So.. yeah.
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