One more...different tone...just for fun!
our time©
these are our times of golden, billowy bliss,
for the passage of time does not dictate the
beauty of us, this is transcendent and we are
being, we are meant for this time, this place,
you and me…the exterior changes, slides away,
melts away like ice cream on a sunny summer
afternoon, to be replaced by us, by a façade that
will change yet again, shed as a snake skin,
continuously our dreams remain and are made real
by whatever we want them to be…ah, that is the
wanderlust of us, ours is intertwined, ivy on a trellis
snaking up the side of the house…garter snakes
rolling around together are we, bathing in the natural
vibrant grass…soft, subtle rains fall, freshly scented
they caress us and place a moist shell of life around us,
nothing can harm us, for this is indeed our moment
of glory and triumph, this does not change from one
moment to the next, experiences mount, we share and
share and mingle and sliiiiiiiddddde along our path as
two that are one as it should be. remembering the
joyous feelings that are our breaths, deep and inviting,
welcoming seconds, minutes, hours as the place we
call home but only as a restraint they are to us, for
this is just a surreal atmosphere with rules and
regulations, which we want no part of…ours is deeper,
amplified beyond convention – i know you feel it as
do i……your destiny lies beyond the clouds, the stars,
the globe, inner space – it lies with me, my precious one,
so whenever you feel morose, or a striking lament has
taken thee over, just languidly enjoy repose and know
that my thoughts, actions, body, sustenance will fill you
generously, sensually, softly…to calm you…and know
that the willowy remnants of peace stroke you, over all
parts of your body, to assure you that your time will pass
sweetly, and we will roam these and other parts near and
far in consort – feathery lovers floating softly, lightly
stroking our existence, leaving traces of us as we go…
