And so my world became.
From the time
Came the descent of perfection
That caused the cost of my smiles
The wretched days of cold
And the malice of shell emptiness visualed off.
She came upon the soft winds
That petaled through my path
While I jumped at the questions of wonder.
Her kindly eyes and prettiness
Her quiet little voice that swayed in me
With every wave and harmony.
And now in its fourteenth wave
I still bear a light for her.
One of purity, gentleness and love.