Imagination

A random book in your hand
a colour coded named sitting like sand
the seashelled earrings that jingle on your ears
the anchored boat sways near your feet
tiny dewdrops kindle your bare toes
the breeze pass through singing a native song
a siren for the tide branches towards your dreams

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