HONEY~

Mine gray/greens see thee before I get there
Me canst help but see thee
The anticipation builds
Ah, the culmination
A climax like a volcanic eruption
Lava flows from thought
Thought brought forward on a wave
Tidal in nature
Ebb not, but rise to the occasion!
Tis but a celebration of the connection
Thy honey in color a grand design
Spell bound to thee I be
See thee but soon
Tis not soon enough
Thine eyes move me! ~ Maggie ~ July 15, 2009 @ 6:04 p.m. EST