Fairytales

Those warm afternoons of amber sunlight:
Skin glows, and my hair is set alight,
Pages I'm reading - a little too bright,
But that's just a fairy, it's alright!

Sometimes I realize that this is a dream,
I could close the book and then scream,
Lose the caramel shine, the mild gleam...
Since that's just a fancy, a tiny sunbeam.

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