Right here, right now
Right here, right now
My inside is a jingling lark,
So strongly tender, gently stark,
Like ears of wheat and rain-alike.
Right here, right now
I'm watching me within the time,
Both iced and flowing on the line
Of palms of yours and your blood's brine.
Right here, right now
You are the victim of your heart.
You're badly wounded, charmed, disarmed
And feeling hurt when we're apart.
Right here, right now
I'm making peace - like friends and love.
And being lost I can be found
By you, my dear blue-eyed cat.
20/06/2018
