zamarra venus Poems

In California we like to eat oranges
The Mountains are stately and purple
The broad ocean shines silver
We enjoy the sun every day of the month
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Sitting up in the climbing tree brings a little bit of peace, away from the hustle and bustle of life. The warm afternoon sun contrasts well with a cool, pleasant breeze. It peeks through the soft green of the tree’s leaves, sending a warm, dappled light across the observer.
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Innocence looks like a summer-cloud puff.
Innocence feels like soft kitten fluff.
Innocence tastes like snowflakes that fall.
Innocence smells like a rosebud so small.
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When I look at the mountains I
See giant teacups touch the sky.
These teacups flipped by massive men
Don’t question me, I know not when.
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