A huge hammock, lazily swinging in the sun
One leg with toenails painted seafoam green,
hanging out of it, adorned with a silver anklet
that the light that keeps bouncing and flaring on...
A drink on the small table on the side
moisture condensing on cold glass
A colorful straw dipping into
a colorless liquid, half-filled with ice...
Smell of jasmine and a hint of aftershave
A light breeze to carry all away
sounds of the city, low, muffled
and a faint buzz of an adventurous bumblebee...
It's summer on the rooftop terrace
A moment frozen in time
I'm sleeping, day-dreaming, escaping,
To a reality that is only slightly different
from my own...
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