Heart Beat
by Ron
Till the next opportunity to use my eye's. To see my life.
The coarse we walk, as in the river of life.
Turning, flowing, seeking, sought.
Treading by streams of flickering light,
Exposed is the beat of overlooked feelings.
Beating is a golden ray of radiated passion.
A vision like rich amber, soft and warm to the touch.
How I delight in you. My life.