Somewhere over the Rainbow

Strings of mornings sound,

shining from darkened dawn

A hymn of unbridled suns,

tears of glistened dew

Somewhere over the rainbow, right before the golden rim

Sits the sun between, cinnamon flavoured sands

Framed and held within

Times loving hand

And so to speak, l lie

For because l live, l will but die

the bouts of listless breath

endless vapour depart

Simmers, exotic blend to mix

Therein, this cup

A sweet release

 

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