Unbearable midday heat
So I shelter in the shade
And snooze through afternoon
Waking somewhere near 4
In lucid haze and poppy socks
Treading the mind’s gardens
With green-eyed glee

And right over there
Just there
I could have sworn
Is truly where poetry
Must have been born

Not in misery or the blues
Unless you talk of the kind that resides
In the sweet,  sweet hues
Of the glorious sky above

But right here
Where I find you
And we play the evening sun
To the tune of a bubble moon

And in the morning
We shower in the dew
After climbing down
From daisy beds
Tumbling together
Through endless days and
Eternal nights