On tip-toe with no paws;
I quietly made my way along...

Conspicuous formations
Lining the skies...

My head,
tilts to one side...

Fragrant scents
Leap...

Emanated on earth by hook or by crook
we live and breathe the gift of life...

I took my..... .....eyes off
the road.. ..and into...

Amber gently drizzles
Upon...

I was the tested water; of their boundaries
their fingers never got burned; but I was still...

Anchored upon bare terra firmA
Drowned in a place of desolateD...

You hear her breathe but cannot see her mouth
her lips can whistle tunes through boughs of...

The season starts to change its sunshine rays
I hope that summer love still warms the air...

... once again..
.. I would be woken, by two voices raising; faded...