In the stillness of the air Summer Sun rises
Through the Med’s dreams then ponders.
Quietly, she tries on shades of blue
As the sky gently sheds a sleepy haze.
The perfect pink ruffles of oleanders
Welcome the sun’s attentions.
Sweet perky scents wake memories
Frozen in cool dewy crystals.
To the breath of fluttered heartbeats
They escape slowly
And reach a waning moon
Half-way to the stars.
In the silence of the spheres
They collide with the moment.
Truth removes a veil
Just another lie.
The sun scorches and burns,
The Med dances in tattered glass
Over pebbles kisses little toes
And returns to her dreams
Since nothing is real.
unbuttoned or undone 
Perfect
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Ah now, that’s a very demanding word my friend… but thank you.
Graciously accepted with a huge smile.
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This is great. Love it.
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Thanks Noel. I like taking you on my moody musings. 🙂
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Well, Emm, if it isn’t perfect, very few out there would know the difference. Magnifique !!!
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Merci Paul. I am glad you liked this piece. I have late blooming oleanders in the garden. They are just beginning to say hello world here I am and don’t I smell so sweet?
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I miss the oleanders we had in Florida. A lot of the streets and boulevards were lined with them and with hibiscus – another beautiful blossom. 🙂
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Damn you with your little phrases (shakes jealous fist). You nail it every.single.time.
Top work buddy: lies as layers, a wardrobe sky. Brilliant.
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Aw shucks ma’am. Thank you.
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As good as the very best comfort food on a rainy day.
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Thank you John, I am glad to supply some feel good stuff, some first feeling. 🙂
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Incroy*******able!
Encore la magie.
Et ‘nothing is real’?
Vraiment?
Ou est-ce que tu trouves ces idees etonnantes?
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Ben oui. Petit à petit, j’apprends bien la leçon que rien n’est vrai.
Ce n’est pas la seule phrase empruntée, mais l’autre tu ne l’as pas reconnue.
Merci de trouver encore la magie dans mes rêves éveillés
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I do like the way you create images in my mind. I can almost smell the warm salt water.
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Thank you Jim. . Now I have to work on creating the taste of it…. 😉
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Delicious. Exquisite.
More than anything makes me want to buy a plane ticket… 🙂
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Thank you Kat… and I do have a spare room 🙂
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Brilliant imagery with inspired language choices – love it, great work.
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