Lightly stepping polished rocks.. cool pond smooth as glass.. living glow from.. those unknown still a love is cast..
Princesses of fairy tales.. girls walk cross the floor.. sun examples feeling warm.. a storm rages next door..
Just under faces places inside have a view.. sometimes gently tugging sometimes screaming ‘this ain’t true’..
Precious love will be.. passion carries it to bear.. precious.. easy fine.. peace is mine when ‘you are there’..
Thought.. ‘Maturity is defined when one approves of themselves.. having a certainty and knowledge exceeding care and guesses of those close in your days and nights’.. Peace Tony