Californian Poppies

When the Californian poppies

Paint the garden with their flames

They can whirl me into heaven

With one glance

They remind me that you’re with me

In these balmy days of change

And how quickly all my senses

Are entranced

They are singing that you love me

And I’m captivated by their

Their dance

As I lean into their beauty

And they wrap me in their tangerine arms

I observe with sighs of sorrow

Californian poppies have few leaves

Here today and gone tomorrow

Like the things the world believes

Yet each one of them assures me

With their lemons and their greens

That I bathe in realms of glory

Where everything is calm and serene

They are singing that you love me

As my eyes are drawn into

Their dance

As I lean into their beauty

And they wrap me in their tangerine arms

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