soniacookbroen
the who
topsy turvy
and the words evade me
evacuate my mouth
surrender my body
each and every platitude
has tried its worth within me
I am full with this world
all the silly things I have done
and ravaged some
forgotten none
this universe has been some inspiration
to this soul
i write therefore i am
somewhere in this stratosphere
and you are a prismatic orb
light infiltrates
the atoms within our cores
inspiration comes from within and without
and beckons so much more
precious heart I have adored.