Meadows Touch

Like milkweed through the meadows a butterflies delight

The asters with there lavender pedaled bodies look like hats of days gone by

Sunflowers in rows of golden fire bring seeds of life for our birds in flight

The meadows touched my soul, my passion, my desire to live and let love

With every fragrant flower it blooms with such admire now take me in your arms

Fill me up with all that bloom in the fields and meadows of my bare skin I lay in dreams

Touched by your naked hands