Bliss
Sunshine kisses the skin of my face,
My every pore inviting it deeper into my soul.
Fearing that it'll be the last time I encounter such warmth,
The last chance I'll linger in such a blissful place.
A moment of quiet that screams so loud of loneliness,
A time to scrutinize my every thought.
The invigorating breeze dances upon my skin,
Begging me to follow in its tranquil steps.
It whispers promises of well-being,
A chance to savor my every desire.
Does oneself remain in such contentment,
Or chance such loss in return for supplementary fulfillment?
My every pore inviting it deeper into my soul.
Fearing that it'll be the last time I encounter such warmth,
The last chance I'll linger in such a blissful place.
A moment of quiet that screams so loud of loneliness,
A time to scrutinize my every thought.
The invigorating breeze dances upon my skin,
Begging me to follow in its tranquil steps.
It whispers promises of well-being,
A chance to savor my every desire.
Does oneself remain in such contentment,
Or chance such loss in return for supplementary fulfillment?