One could imagine his fairytale All the details & shimmer pictured so well A design for what suppose we ask, We might find water in hunt for fire When the mind has no will But to bend to the heart and its exhilaration Where markers & status do not count Just how you feel & all of a unforeseen everything is lighter As if being you has noway been easier. You may look for commodity eyes wide open Yet so eyeless to see what is beautifully woven Indeed those alluring petals were formerly hidden Withered in our vision till they blossom as if it's interdicted.
We seek love with our eyes Yet we forget its riddle within the heart lies It's not the tastes of the lips But it's the symphony of words that heals It's not an unforeseen lecherous kiss But an grasp that gives you peace It's not a sale staying for the other to miss, Rather unconditioned counting each moment as bliss It's not a scripted act that comes as you please Rather abrupt mixed feelings that you can not dismiss It's a matter of choice in its absence It's showing up.