‘Tumbleyoung ‘ to dreamworld roads of velvet.. some of steel..
Velvet fine in fantasy.. pray meets what I feel..
As a child.. without a question.. love seen on the rise..
Growing all in knowing love and play look to surprise..
One is out of many.. two meet and surmise..
A sense of calm in any.. games shared well from young clear eyes..
Three is you and me another brother sister plan..
Heart and mind a universe each knows a promised land..
Four expressed as children.. each a soul alone..
Each a vision quest when seen.. to share heart.. blood and bone..
‘what sloppy art you bloody poser.. may your accusing finger and pretense find the truest mirror’..