Golden Streams

Golden streams of fresh sunshine flush the day bringing esoteric galleons to bay filled from a pointed hull to shapely stern exulting teas and spices badly yearned Subdued by scents of affection afloat passions spill in quills admiration wrote embracing the union of sun and moon and of breathless visions erupting soon Hints of the night tap the bow gripped tight divinity's song flitters through last light starlit heavens guiding a tinted view holding senses close as the trade wind blew Drift onto yonder shores beneath skies so bold life's treasures lie faithfully in stories told