Under the sun’s haze Two showers needed today Waterfall sweating
Faithful and flightless Belly causes their waddle Cuteness embodied
Cuts, sharp like a blade Cannot coexist with love Reflection of self
Emotions are stored Sensuality unfurled The pathway to life
Bright like a pink sun Scent senses captivated Green becomes fuschia
coffee sipping slow praising and grateful for the day Sunday is easy
Seeing through bullshit Deception runs rampantly faked sincerity
frustration isn’t new If the past calls, ignore it It uses guilt tactics
wash away the trouble Pain from broken yesterday’s Nurture seeds of growth
Heavenly Father Blessing my worries away Guide my thoughts and way