8.3.09 4:49 PM
This is what I just want to do:

Just Lazing
Sit this field cattle grazing
Thoughts idle, languid, lazing
Above a Kestrel hovers the day
Some poor rodents about to pay
Everything green to the horizon
All is lush before the sun
This is where I waltz in dreams
Arms outstreched and run the beams
Think of things, done and been
Situations, tried and seen
The grasses in whispers speak
The breeze, coolness to my cheek
I close my eyes and live the calm
Lying silent in natures arm
All is peace this lush and holding place
The ambience is set and slow of pace
Come lover to my side
To this heart and love confide
Be of me with me
Lie this field of empathy
Come cover me with caress
With your body press
Search my eyes see whats there
Kiss these lips with tender care
Sit this field cattle grazing
Thoughts idle, languid, lazing
For you the grass it sways
With you in thought of sentient days
Chris Savin