Picture this babe
Come to me woman, and butter my fears with the comfort of
promise and hope, celestial sun showers
of tomorrow's that we
can drive our dreams across and pick up memories like roadside wildflowers
and keep them in a pretty vase in our minds to share forever;
our very own jukebox of collected smiles
Picture this babe, close your eyes and softly kiss me
through the phone, it’s just more or our life’s trials
Install yourself an app to keep track of more than just
every place that your going and where to begin
Why not store things you encountered along the way there and
back, for it’s the journey brings the grin
Grab hold of the best things you see, enjoy them now to the
fullest extent but I tell you don’t stop there
Picture this babe, we can plant a garden of giggles and tend
it kissing under the sun, such a grand affair
Wrapped in candy coated aspirations
Passionately exchanging flirtations
If it’s a wondrous thought might do the trick
We’ll have a yard full of them from which to pick
Picture this babe, you and I swinging in our meadow of
memories of laughter
Picture this babe, just like those fairy tales we’ll live
happily ever after
Tim Windisch
02/24/2024
