Honey Color

water glistening shadows my wall reflections listening ”...I can hear…” I can feel your call ”.... you move the music….” and I’m pleased ”...you tease the midnight…” and with ease I’m swaying to the breeze and it’s brilliant the enchantment of your eyes flickering light along my seaside I can breathe and being tHere I’ll believe ”...that it’s right…” so write to me on the honey colored walls and just to me so by eve I’ll fall embracing the lines of a timeless art coloring my world sun set to start ”...the sun rises as a perfect heart…” and if nothing else I’ll touch this part.