Friendship freezes misspoken or misinterpreted words.
Friendship melts the shadows of the heart.
Friendship's soul swells rolling the emblazoned red carpet at our doorways.
Friendship is the bridge binding two islands.
Fire engine rose petals ebb
Persimmon embers die down
Sultry cerise lips pout
Red wine hungrily consumed
Under the low sinking sun, pink sky with dabs of blue, a shell of great value to me.
Mysterious, affluent, and more expressed than the shell beside.
Purple and gold in colour it’s rather rare.
I blink my eye and in a mere moment ’tis gone.
Shy sand grain
languorously lying beneath breeze-touched palm tree
hungry and thirsty.
Midnight blue backsplash ripples.
Night guardians blink and wink.
Sleepy moon wearing her teal shawl bows.
I, wearing snug denims and azure t-shirt sip the blue martini in my blue garden.
White milk moustache,