The Dream Girl, a poem

A girl,
Laced in spring-born freshness,
Hair spun like silk honey,
Cloud-like laughter,
Hands like flour,
Eyes swathed in a watery brown warmth
Strewn across her skin,

May be my only dream
That shall always just sleep.

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