A pale hue in her powdered doughnut complexion
Her smile is a twin row of marshmallows framed by raspberries.
Her hair, can the darkest of licorice attempt to be so lovely?
No confectioner can have concocted such sweetness.
I hope she’ll someday agree to be my honey
So we can sit underneath a blueberry sky
Underneath the warmth Of a buttery sun.
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This is really well done. 🙂
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Very interesting Larry! It’s kinda cute! I didn’t have any dessert after supper… LOL
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Thanks.. They wanted metaphors and I may have gone a smidge overboard with imagery
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