Blazes like a morning star 
In glimmering midnight, 
The fiery burn in my heart, 
Sleeping soundly like a toddler. 

A glassy stream, trickling 
Through my soul, 
Whistling love tunes, 
Rocking the baby to her dream. 

Silence, a whispering bee, 
Playful in the lonesome meadow, 
Fireflies, darting above, 
Illuminates heaven’s lawn. 

A dazzling halo, dangling above my head, 
Shiny like gold; 
The air, warm without the summer breeze, 
Lifting my body to the quiet magenta cloud.