Trail

Sleep keeps you and I in love
Mystic garlands weave above
Daylight dreams and lust-filled sighs
Silken smooth; these passion cries.

Dawn approaches with a smile
These rays sure have their own cool style
Clouds of white to accentuate
The break of day is never late.

Afternoon, the world works on
Fresh the window winds flow in
Our thoughts are back in Babylon
A hanging garden to grow in.

One for one, the words unravel
Single phonemes left to ponder
My soul and your heart set out to travel
Discover our own world of wonder.