It's a Sunny Day...of Love

I feel Your warmth envelope me

A zillion spidery arms in the hazy morn

Meandering the long road with eyes slightly dim

I breath Your touch as I'm held road borne!

This feeling of soft feelings so mutual

In depth, deeper than the deepest ocean

Swishing in the air without being frugal

Forever lost in the soothingly warm motion!

Your soft and broad chest over me suspend

Shielding from harm with compassion so strong

Your unselfish love I would never comprehend

To rise in splendor for me moving mountains along!

Nowhere from your love would I ever flee

Your loving kindness like sweet creamy honey

Dripping from my ravished tongue like a bee

No yummy wads in the till, but the days are again sunny!

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