Wide Open

Written by: Vennie Burns

Caring for more than a day
Time stored up ever they say
Day work in motion 
For when night comes 
Work is finished
Stalking enters 
With all it's splendor
Night creatures 
Moves so tender
Hanging out at corner
Exchanging feelings 
Smooth as a dove
Truth a void 
Just out to play 
The tune of off colored taste
That's where we are today
Pardon the noticing