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stadarooni
stadarooniEmpathy is the human superpower.
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A summertime piece! Enjoy!

Yellowjacket

I am oozed into this palmtree paradise panic with honeyed feet.

The surging summertime sap of mischievous mirages marks fantasies;

The surging summertime sap of mischievous mirages marks fantasies; fitness from the hazy-dazed sky of melty milk clouds that gleams in its throne

The surging summertime sap of mischievous mirages marks fantasies; fitness from the hazy-dazed sky of melty milk clouds that gleams in its throne while I weep an inferno of sweat.

An alliteration of gibberish dries and wrinkles the moisture of my thoughts

An alliteration of gibberish dries and wrinkles the moisture of my thoughts as they evaporate into a prison of dripping ice cream raindrops.

A marathon of halcyon hours tick-tocks away

A marathon of halcyon hours tick-tocks away like the inevitable crumble of amber autumn leaves.

That sap is a masquerade of dreams that whirl about in a buzz of birds and biplanes.

My reality instead drifts awash in the beachy breeze of mango midnight waves;

My reality instead drifts awash in the beachy breeze of mango midnight waves; the floodgates close on my claustrophobic paradise.

Yet, the sky is full of yellowjackets –

Yet, the sky is full of yellowjackets – an empire of memories ready to impale my shoreline of weakened, sickly summertime siestas.

They are infinite fingertips of stingrays that take the form of citrine crushes and dandelion desires –

They are infinite fingertips of stingrays that take the form of citrine crushes and dandelion desires – causing the horizon to melt into a pastel sunset like a papaya umbrella that glistens with gold.

Is my summer window-dressing of watermelon warmth and strawberry starlight for the wasps to wisp away adventures

Is my summer window-dressing of watermelon warmth and strawberry starlight for the wasps to wisp away adventures until I drench in the white-noised winter?

Then, will the amber crust of summertime sap sip starfruit smoothies as my world blossoms blissfully in springtime surprises –

Then, will the amber crust of summertime sap sip starfruit smoothies as my world blossoms blissfully in springtime surprises – only to attract the yellowjackets once more?

No.

An ocean of incomprehensible tropical thoughts can be quenched and fought back.

Summertime sadness can wait.

(Aside) So, I was tired from the heat while writing this so I'm not too sure how well it turned out. Finding pictures was also a pain so I settled for hot air balloons to represent yellowjackets... I didn't want any pictures of wasps! :)

This piece is inspired by former emotions I had during summer holidays -- I no longer feel them, however. I hope this doesn't feel too downbeat, as I really do love the summer and it most likely does not deserve such a description. However, I am still happy with the resulting piece.

I hope you all enjoyed! Thank you for reading, and take care! <3

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