Smoky Mirror Eyes
My limerick for a space Goddess Muse, introducing a ethereal alien to fresh snickerdoodle cookies & milk
By Melissa IngoldsbyPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Bryan Goff on Unsplash
The Milky Way galaxy is from where you beamed down,
Smoky Mirror Eyes, I was startled when I saw you, there was no sound
You looked funny as you tasted my icy milk and tender cookies, so oddly glum
You took my heart once we finished the dessert, a truly strange added sum
Then in a poof you left, just the crime leftovers of snickerdoodle crumbs settled in a smoky mound
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