by Nikki Quismondo
the angels show their brilliant face
a bouquet of daisies spring out loud
a plan to the beach sets upon my calendar for next week..
I'd write so many dishes that would slice this world
into a perfect note,
I'd play tennis on a perfect day,
and write for your soul in oil painting,
create a symphony of sunflowers
and draw upon a Nile stream, for a mystic night of enlightenment
I'd eat a cup of yogurt with black berries
and listen to my favorite acoustic song
I'd tilt my head all the way back, to get a kiss of that warm sunshine.
These things make me happy.
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