Legs sprawled on the soft bed of the Earth,
Hands splayed on the cool silk of Its robe.
An authentic smile adorned her face –
Not compulsed by politeness,
Nor feigned to fake being fine.
Her eyes flirted with the gay sun,
Her ears tingled with the kindness of the sea.
Oh what a fine day today!
Oh how mighty fine.
Not like other days
That withered in the rage of flames.
No, not like other days
That locked her breath in the storm of Poseidon.
Not at all like that.
Just a moment to relax.
And maybe it was transient;
Maybe it was her lucky day.
But Joy is a most precious thing
Whose beauty is treasured in rarity.
So she grasped Its hand while it offered
And eloped with It to a serene place
Which the foes of her sanity
Could never, ever trace.
A moment in eternity,
A moment in paradise.
A much needed escape,
As evidenced in her eyes.
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