By miSti velvet rainWater
Date: 1 May 2000
our way around it
clutching a bouquet
of dandelions
i'm an illegal
springtime bride
i meet my groom
on the astral plane
for conjugal visits
and he brings me
honeydew melons
sliced up in crescents
and i trace his amber aura
with my fingertips
sometimes we play Scrabble
on the altar
at Stonehenge
sometimes we explore Atlantis
with the mermen & dolphins
but usually we just play
hide and seek
in the Sahara
until we return to our physical prisons
where faceless guards
remind us
of
our reality
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