You are the heavens in my eyes,
a flawless beauty I enjoy being
around every time we are together,
your smooth skin an all-time remembrance
of bright dreams glowing in the green
grasslands, summertime exhilaration,
jubilant imagination, body of eternal horizons,
body of florescent flights, strong vowels
rising from your kingdom into my land.
Your street essence glides through my bones,
seeping down the tunnels of life, brightening
every alleyway within my landscape.
To be inside your muscled streams
of perfection, taking in the blazing trumpets
and trombones, snares and drums,
symphonic pianos and tambourines, feeling
the rhythm as it rustles through my soul
like high winds, feeling the magic all around us
sift in our mouths down our throats.  Your glorious
instrument smoking the chimneys of my home,
fabricating my creation, reinstalling high powered
surround sound, boundless basslines and inventions,
a whole galaxy of galvanizing networks.