Sun Kissed

Sun Kissed By Curtis Johnson I once dreamed of a land and a time that were entrenched by the beauty and the beast. The beast did not attempt to cause me to fear, nor did the beauty charm me to bow to its demands. Both the beauty and the beast joined hand in hand, to acquaint themselves, and enjoy the feast. The land itself was a special place, most divine and serene, so preserved, secured, and protected like no other There were traces of human failures and misfortunes; There were tear filled bottles, indicative of prior pains, but peace was clearly present, and hope was detected. Faith was genuine; love was pure and painless; and the entire atmosphere was heavenly directed. The beast was not in that land to do harm to any, but to remind everyone how life once was for many. This land of wonder was never spanked, But always awakened by the rising sun Cool breezes flowed in the afternoon Inhabitants were kissed by the setting sun, And they were shined upon by the moon The beauty was not there to model , but simply to demonstrate what life was always meant to be for everyone. cj051908