I sit on top of the tree house and embrace
the warm breeze shifting upon my soft
cheeks, the azure sky hanging over
my brilliant beauty, the square of clouds
sinking into my captivating eyes, the summer
sun beaming down upon my tanned skin, all
the serenity within this reality feeding fire
and imagination into my existence.  I watch
the rushing waves hover in the sea and disappear
into the distance, the glistening birds flying
around dancing trees, their bold and crafted
wings flapping in synchronized rhythms,
their detailed beaks an elegant design of
excellence, the way a glistening glass
glows in the brightest light. I gaze around
at the various individuals walking across the
sparkling street, different shadows of scrawny
and muscular bodies blazing the scene, painting
the canvas a mixture of exotic hues, their spellbinding
legs and feet hip-hopping down the glorious walkway
of wonderful dreams, the way their amazing angled
hips shine in my sight, the way each one is filled
various inventions, a magnificent mystery waiting
to be unveiled, a beautiful beginning blossoming
to perfection.