Oh This Beauty in Time
Oh, this moment when simple words do cause my stir,
to imagine the passions my fantasy could experience her.
Oh, to cherish each thoughtful notion of love in a tear,
to know there is truth in the serendipity we share.
Oh, to look to a beautiful sky and recognize this love
is beyond our control and simply driven from above.
Oh, to feel your presence in touch, a skin in radiant air,
I would imagine your every step and grace is everywhere.
Oh, to have you in my arms, to feel your lips press mine,
It is the truth I respond with desire, a nectar’s sweet wine.
Oh, I do, yes, in every aspect of my world think of you,
when on a streamlined sunlit morn, my eyes seek this blue.
For it is the concept of wonder that keeps our hears alive in chance
To seek, to contemplate to find once more my eyes in yours in trance.