I close my eyes and let the colors wash me over
The shapes and sounds beyond my eyelids
Bleed across my view waiting for me to make
My mind up of what should be so clearly in front
Of me but I intentionally distort.
The only clear vision is you. In a tropical place
We call home, you wear the sun so well and it
Returns the favor with a glow so enticing that
Some wait miles just to see the face that graces
Me every morning and in my dreams, where you
Wait for me so patiently. The seconds you leave
Me pass so slow. I wait to convene and make it
Forever.













