Book of September, Second Page

Of a reverie of fancy: pinches of paprika strewn and patches of autumn felt, dusk dotted wheat stalks; and amid heads lidded and stems gold a peasant princess, sleepy eyes pleased, laces loose; bosom in dream rhythm lifts and falls, skirted waist bunched, was not long ago she lay not alone, a bold splay obscene displayed, and into matted grasses a milky meringue infuses an organic mushroomy tang; handcrafted dollhouse ceramic and hickory; finished with afterglow gilt, now suitable for a seashore chalet kitchenette decor.