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A vivid dream it was founded in. 
Yes!
A golden hue of narrow beamed
sparkle shine verve.

You, in a fig leaf towel, come to take a sultry summer nap in a sunbeam.

Bashful as you appeared in view,
but boldly taking your place
in golden reverence of a 
balmy afternoon in the Garden;

A smile begging to break into raucous childish laughter...
Your blue eyes squinting with
effervescence of a sunshine
personna of your beautiful bright reflection...

Your invitation to join in the magic
of love in an innocent realm.
How can we keep this sunny moment alive except in a dream?

But maybe I shall have to speak of your boyish behavior to the 
Archangel Michael to report to headquarters. 
Not for all the tea.....

And then the magic happens
as you curl up in a sunbeam to nap in the late afternoon splendorous rays of gleaming beads of Sunshine......
So boldly daring to peak out from
Billowing pink summer clouds.

I think I can hear a fairy tinkle bell
and playful whispers wrapped in
glittered sunbeams of slumber..
Another dream in the verdant gardens of Adam.