Trying to understand this suffering sky, I wonder why you paint it dark breaking stares by ravishing storms and blues at times, cause so do I. Your true spark there it belongs wonderful abyss that can’t ever be denied...
Empathy, chemical reaction to my thoughts, rebel emotions on skin we wrote like through your fingers drops of soul, pure water, infinite source of light love, you and so I did grow fond of.
Rain falls only on this face of mine reflecting all smiles I make wildly catching your words like souls in flight, hearing sounds of precious stones and intensity, sunbeams transfix my eyes widening the esteem of immensity...
The sunset with it’s rumble, whispers of a starry sky, warm wind,a striking rainbow, fluffy clouds to admire, it’s time…
Go…
I know, this one is so imperfect... but I didn't want to change the way and so the reason I wrote it about 3 years ago...