Looking at her in that sunlight
Flecks of amber in her eyes
Hair curled around her ears
Lips mouthing her quiet thoughts
Her face unlocked and parted
And over her golden fields
I roamed
South-Facing
The Miracle of This Being Here
The Miracle of This Being Here
Looking at her in that sunlight
Flecks of amber in her eyes
Hair curled around her ears
Lips mouthing her quiet thoughts
Her face unlocked and parted
And over her golden fields
I roamed
Constant Voice 
Lovely…