Even if,
It may be just me
Who notices
There you are
Omnipresent
As an inspiring serine
A wondering dandelion
In the verses
Those verses, I read
And in the verses, I write
This is not just
A mystery
Even if,
It may be just me
Who notices
There you are
Omnipresent
As an inspiring serine
A wondering dandelion
In the verses
Those verses, I read
And in the verses, I write
This is not just
A mystery