Stretching out under the blossoming sky
The beauty beheld – unpredictable like love
Stretching out beside a soft sleeping soul
The beauty beheld – unpredictable like weather
Stretching out inside, my mind cloudy, impure
Tell Corey what you thought of this poem in the guestbook.
Without a thought for how or why
The miracle above is my captivation
Silently my eyes give a rousing ovation
Yet still I stretch out and enjoy what’s above
Just watching in ecstasy as her life unfolds
The mere presence of she creates a stunning sensation
Together embroiled in our own divination
All I do as I lay is hope it goes on forever
Observing all that’s around me – I have found my cure