Found by a gentle breeze,
deep smiles of shining beauty
bathed in slowly swirling
Shimmering infinity:
The warm gaze of a gentle glow,
The tender beauty in your eyes,
with chemicals fuming tentacles
across the astral skies.
Hiding under the door,
The tender beauty in your eyes;
Darkly as you draw me
across the astral skies.
Robert Walker 