drowsy dreamers dance despite the hazy dark
smoke serenades the scenery as leaves loiter the parking lot.
Cabernet charades caress her chardonnay clouds to clarified confusion.
did the angels miss the lip-less lioness or let them dry and bury the memory like the pet bird .
She woke up from her day dream and rose in hopes of falling asleep when shes wide awake.
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