On the eve of a new day
the wind stands still.
Her beautiful eyes look to the sky
her shadow lingers in the sun,
no longer able to withhold from
the untamed imagination.
Her image is burned
and forever ingraved
Her hand in mine, and ours together.
Thoughtful thoughts, and
the day itself dreams
itself never to end
Her warm hand sweetly touches my neck
and we embrace.
The guided redundance, the routine of life
is what i wish.
On which rock i sit, on each trail i wander
i wander to you.
Calm me, warm hearted
hopeful outstretched hands.
Hallowed sky above, the moon gazes in delight.
grass below, as we lay entwined,
sing songs of you and I.
Talk of the not, and speak only the smile.
Beauty in simpilicity, how intricate my emotion weaves.
The crimes of thought are abound
and although no word was uttered
I found a part of myself in you.
Each to each other,
Be ourselves, each others better parts.
together be deliciously united.
I resign myself to the influences
of experience.
An ode to the intoxication of love
I shall live.
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