iHard choices are carved daily
Nothing feels their chill or heat
as their creators, creativity, and consequences.
Years and years, by their charm
Half the time, each second
In a tale of love.
Everything earth says is aimed at a home
Sweetened spicy virtues
Christening time at dinner of dreams
Glitter glassy eyes of nature flip true
Through the truth of tossed expectations.
Flipping through experiences
Of euphoric ambitious obsession
Spot by stoop of scents
of divine faces in every place
Shared emblem eternally
forever around four corners of boundless love.