Golden dreams and great heart aches
With a dreamy far off look
Do not have it all well put together
But love and enjoy my little space
Building up with so much joy
Heart filled with love to offer
The Swing. The gait. The pose. The allure.
For beauty is found within
All new ideas a wreck, but here is the aim
Be a puzzle to the rest of them
A lot of desires and intuitions to tame
Till the perfect time and day
A time and day called bliss
Where everything makes precise sense
And become aware like forever is here
But until then, be still my heart, I’m hardly breathing.
Keep at it!