The Cave Of Wonders

It made of golden well and swell, inside of it, it looks like

cave of wonders, it bright up like the silver bronze, jump

onto it, it seemed thousand of feet down of love around

you like a huge burrito patty, it float so easily and smooth

and soothingly, landed something soft and tender to feel

and peel of yellowed egg corn grass, welcome to the

cave of wonders by magical day, when the sun up rise on

the hippest grooviest coolest skies, it will be golden

kingdom, the young man who was in the cave of

wonders, he believed in magic and warmth, his name was

truly legendary in the Cave of Wonders , everyone and

everybody love his poetry work from the eighteenth

century Edgar Allen Poe, he sat down on the sunflower

grass on the cave of wonders, he found a little birdcage

with a golden shape yellowed bug, he actually got the corny

and horny smile of his young sweetheart face, he wrote

mysterious poem about golden bug, he capture his own spirit

and soul into the eternal flame, he got his smiles and laughter

all together, he heard his own heartbeat in his breathing

vibrant chest, he looked at his golden bug inside the dreamy

and creamy birdcage, he felt in love once more, he imagine

his true love is out there the cave of wonders, he heard the

waterfalls and water waves of the beach in his beloved and

magical land of his, he got up his own two classy feet, he

walked to the village with his people and fans around him so

passionate and warmth, he carried his fabulous golden

flashlight bug along in his little bed, he took a nap in late kind

afternoon moment after all

Written by

Michael James Brindley

7-21-15