Thine stars do shine about the flowers grow
abound cover you in roses of my love
intricate I desire unknown. I yearn to cite my poem
my ode to you in public:
    When you my fairest flower
light green eyes desire
          just once could look upon me
my heart would flutterby!
      suns would shine perpetually,
sense would wake me,
       for you are a dream,
my dearest:

My words, if I could ever be so bold, to say alone,
yet in public, glisten here. I hope you see.
then glisten, for me.

When I was young I had a net,
caught Monarchs in it, fevers.
     lemonade smiles
swang up to the winged tops
       of those tall trees on it
ran around, topsy curvy chasing falling
     making green knees,
mom didn't  like me
       all brown and green
all hot and fevered.

away above into

     float if float is possible

with pretty nice people

talking like angels
                                   in prose
into a mystic vision                 where steeples
climb   true   heights
                 where stars are

light and dark is
     a palace

of golden streams
             honey flowing  from

every tongue

free
            money is not needed

All is beautiful.