I bathe in
gentle reaches of the late afternoon sun
A light reverie
Swaying breeze...
Caressing the web we've spun
In the warmth
Of amber coloured spree...
Swathed in the glow...
Laying on a bed of green
Eyes closed... Under the blue that spanned forever
Feast for my senses thus honed keen
Relishing the lingering touches
Of her radiating amber.
She's finally dipping,
Ttaking all of her light...
She'll sink behind the horizon,
Descending gracefully
I'd still remember
All through my night
That amber...
Amber - the colour of her energy.
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This is well woven to show live out there in the jungle