Sun’s tangerine caress melts blanched crystal
As dewy, ivory showers on landscape
Sparkling golden rays warming earth’s pixel
Refreshing steamy mist flows from skyscape
Aurum radiance from firmament escape.
I sit pipe dreaming with head in the clouds
Wool gathering betwixt frosted pearl wisps
Glimpse silver lining thunderhead endows.
My cloud nine bursts into a pot of gold
As my dreams take me to the rainbow’s fold.
yaskhan 
i guess i missed some of you poems or forgot to like them. i am pretty sure i have been reading you constantly. i recognize most of them. some are rather dark. i am not complaining. i feel that way often myself. but i can use all the cheering up i can get most of the time so i like your bright ones best. hope you don’t mind.
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So happy you are reading my old stuff.
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old yet fresh. like walk down memory lane.
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Yeah. You are a real person a true friend.
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as are you
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Yeah even though it’s practically virtual , still it is so easy to bond with you. You are a kindred spirit.
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