Basking In the Glory of the Anointment
there are no limits to where i can go
when i'm walking on the sand
peace and contentment are a close stones throw
and they perfectly go hand in hand
in the ocean breeze I can fully breathe
and I know just where to start
the rhythm of the waves set my mind at ease
i fall in love with with pristine blue art
now here you come all sunscreened up
with a smile that makes it all glow
my heart is a volcano that always erupts
when i view your ebb and flow
we walk hand in hand in pure enjoyment
with no single worry in mind
we bask ourselves in the glory of the anointment
we let ours selves just unwind....
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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