A solituded feather
Afloat upon a steam
A fussing volcano's pellucid fog
A squirt of fresh whipped cream.
A lagoon of cyan waters
That are clearer than a gem
A galaxy of the brightest stars
A rose atop her stem.
A sweetly flavored snowflakes
Absorbed by your wet tongue
A sunset's richest colors
The smile of someone young.
All these things, so wonderful
Too perfect to exist
Extremely delicate, light and airy
You simply can't resist.
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