Lying in the warm honeyed lazy bee buzzing afternoon
Entangled in gold, the sun and your hair
Combine to entrap me, tie me to this moment.
Chained to wanting to stay here and wanting more
Too drowsy with happiness and complacency to
Really make an effort to leave.
Not that I want to leave, I don't, this
Prison of warmth and velvet suits me just
Fine. I will rest here, and glow
Compete with the golden sun overhead and the
Amber wave of your embrace, tangled in blonde
And blue, blue eyes, and blue tinged mood.
