Yellow Mellow Dream

YELLOW MELLOW DREAM
by
Richard Vance

Yellow mellow streams of light,
A tantalizing taste upon my tongue,
That too soon will melt into my soul,
And then I’ll hear
forgotten grapefruit bands begin
to play their culinary tunes,
Their sunlight notes, lemon drip scales,
The sweet and sour mixes
blending into abstract sights and sounds,
A slightly odd but tasty sensory delight,
Bananas, lemons peels, and sunflower petals
calling out my name,
And immediately I think of
gentle,soft and brightly colored fields of wheat,
Just blowing, sighing, singing in the breeze,
A subtle fragrant golden melody,
Golden light, golden bright,
All pent-up passions burst upon the scene,
But simply feel, to me, like
soft pastel against my skin,
A single faded memory, a daisy in a diary,
And yet, there’s nothing but the
Yellow mellow streams of light,
I want to keep these memories
but surely know it was never meant to be.