My Pleasure

Looking down from starry eyes into a world of floral and roses the vision I find between the blades as I walk through miles of Poppies and Orchids of an extraordinary sight, not lavished or intense but soft and sweet, beyond dull and ordinary, beyond picturesque dreams, the further my steps travel the more my vision becomes clear with the sweet aroma of Petunias and Gladiolas, that drives my senses near, my starry eyes becomes captivated through all that life can give, nothing gives me the pleasure of which I seek to find and hold, from within the innocent flavor of love, my eyes focus and sharpens as the pleasure I seek comes near, from within the collage of visual beauty everything becomes colorless when my eyes set upon the pleasure which I sought...is you.