Muddle Of My Mental

Silken words drip from this soliloquy
the heartbeats, the feeling, the care
in the muddle of my mental
alone you are there
and I can't help but stare

a glimmer, a shine
a chilled glass of wine
holding on to each sense
in this battle with time

thou beauty beholds
as these chapters unfold

page upon page
look after look
burns this firey glow
in a passion we took

in actions, in thought
spoke thru the heart
life and her wonders
so simple, so smart