In the middle of July 2007, I was in Faerie...
smelling twinkles of white and yellow flowers in the meadows;
spying at rainbow coloured birds dashing amongst tree branches;
having petals of cotton and leaves of satin rain down on me;
feeling rays of sunshine, mixed with shadows of the moon against my skin;
drinking sweet golden liquid from streams of champagne;
gazing up at blankets of glitter against deep purple skies;
inhaling breaths of citrusy fruits and honey with a tint of vanilla;
tasting droplets of lemony flavoured morning dew on blades of tall grass;
tickling young white-tailed deers and bunny rabbits that come to say hello; and...
wishing, ever so softly, that happiness will consume me forever more.
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