Tanned face sets off
Snowy blonde locks
Against the dappled
Sunlit lee
Under the lemon tree
She sleeps silently
The rise and fall
Of her chest
Like the whispers
Of breeze teasing
Her soft cheek
Passersby admire
Her peaceful gaze
They do not see
Tears distill
Welling over lids
Blinking pleasantly
As the sun kisses
Them away
Day will come
When one stops
Stay and taste
Sweet ripened
Slice of sunshine
Mixed with cool
Spring water creek
Drink with me

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