Spheres Of Contentment Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Resting alongside melodies as they jump and jive around me,
having fun in a sphere of contentment, relishing the essence
of thought as it is exhibited in poetry.

Alighting in every corner, formatting designs in a brain of
computer-like destinations.
Already being focused intensely in mirrors of lively items.

Forever living on the interior couches of intellect, never
minding what is going on around them.