color struck- day 7

Easin' on down
                     The yellow brick road

Under yellow skies
Toward the warmth
of the golden yellow sun

Away from yellow bellies
Tryna steal our hue

of yellow
Say it aint so

And yellow daisies
Serenade us
On our path to
Warm fuzzy feelings
Hand in hand
I am your woman
You are my man

My yellow dress
Shimmies
on its own
Responding to the
Twitch in my hips

and your lips
taste like ice cold
lemonade

on a hot
summers day

Easin on down
                      The yellow brick road

And the end of this rainbow is our
pot of gold