Sunbeam

I live for moments like these when a sunbeam shines through the tall amber brush at just the right angle When you can smell snow in a winter sky How the pink undertones of my olive skin look against the silver sage grass The solemn song of birds in the late afternoon sun I wish to always greet the world as if I were a fawn with newborn legs trembling in anticipation of it's very first run Chasing the taste of beauty What is life without endless fascination The way I melt when you come into view I'll keep being drunk with desire and fill my eyes with tantalizing sights I will fill my ears with music Holding on to what is most precious in life I will keep you here behind my eyes So that my heart will always be filled with joy