Oh! colour me shades of cerulean blue, 
and wipe smudges of despair and woe.
I whisper incantation amidst whistling
sleet and snow. 

Gather toasted pecans with shortbread
cookies and add succulent red cherries;
a recipe, well-suited for igniting an old
romance. 

Let worries vanish with scented smoke,
prepare apples and oranges for sangria
wine. I smiled, as he reached out to me 
beneath pale moonlight. 

 

 

Photo credits: myeasye

I chose to write inspired by ‘Words Count with Mama Zen’

Posted on Play it again @ Real Toads

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