The Undiluted....

The sun was slightly hidden by the clouds, it cast it's rays over her caramel skin which glistened with the radiance of a maiden finally free to express herself. She wore a light green gown, the one she had first put on at the grocery store where we first met. She was beautiful: as beautiful as the hibiscus she picked off  the low hanging branch we walked past before we set down on the fields. She,  the lady in green, was finally here with me. Away from the noise of city life, away from the judging eyes of the public. She was here with me, and in this moment everything...everything is perfect. Everything is perfect. Credit Mr T

Another day another hustle The usual phrase on our lips After a day's work In earth's beautiful embrace, it gifts us time To bask in its beauty Let us see your face one last time Before you die again to night's darkness Beautiful truly you are But if only we could see If only we could see with all the chaos With all the "I'm busy" The lie we tell ourselves Oh I have no time for this and that When only that's the only thing we have Time! Since we all are on this death roll Let me live, let me live just a little Before my light fades away Into the night's dark arms