Citrine dreams and lemon-zest riffs

I can feel her vibes like backbeat
keeping my head nodding, nodding.
As she spins throughout the night,
leaving waves of unmellow yellow
rocking me in her wake—but, hell, I love it.
Citrine dreams and daffodils
fall fast upon my senses,
and all I can do is dance along her footsteps
down that yellow brick road,
but she's laying those golden ingots
and she's the rainbow at the end.
So DJ pump those speakers
and let the lemon-zest riffs lead us on.

** Written for the "Romance" thread, in which I had to use "unmellow yellow" as an ongoing theme for a poem about romance.
Written by mjs211 (MikeTheEngineer)
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