Yes, bare your teeth
But
before you bend down
to bite off my fancies,
know this –
smooth shape-shifters
they will spiral away
like smoke
rainbow-coloured.
Feel cheated,
Jolted
Do you?
'Tread softly for you tread on my dreams'
And
I will trip lightly on yours
More -
I will ransack my buried good wishes
to pour golden blessings on yours.
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