The Yellow Brick Ave

When You Imagine Me

When you imagine me,
Imagine me with vibrant eyes
With rosy cheeks and a sly smile
That beckons you closer.

Sunflower

I rub my fingertips against the sunflower petals,
trying to extract their hue
that I might use it to paint my dark world
bright and golden.


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