I enjoy Sitting
Sitting
In beauty
And not doing a thing
On a log
Watching the sunrise
In the forest
Hearing the trees
Next to Her
My bestfriend
Holding
Beauty
And not doing a thing
In a lifetime abounding
In perfectionless somethings
The only exisiting perfection
Is found in the nothings
So Here I am
Sitting
Looking
Listening
Holding
Letting myself get lost in
Nothing
The lines as she smiles
The grooves of her skin
The wind tickles the trees
They tremble like flowers
Petals mix with the light
Both dance in her hair
A beautiful courtship
Of blossom and sunlight
On the the head of the world
Of all I hold dear
A single pale strand
Escapes jubulation
Caught once again
On the curve of her lips
And here on this log
In this forest
At sunrise
Nothing
Beautifully
Smiles
And gives me a kiss
