Sigh

A cup of coffee
A blessed relief
Orange sunrise
for me to drink
you there with me
and the kitchen sink

sugar and honey and all the hope
the flowers and bees wandering in
trees with my fellow rock and sand beneath my toes
the wonderful water-flow that flows

a gully of pure distance
trickling through the sunlight in the distance
peace of mind and gathered moss
Indonesia and Samuel Frost
Ethiopia in the springtime
a ballad in the meantime

your see a statesman who wishers forth
the truth of it all is what you sort
the distance atmosphere will not sing
as the winds in the trees are metaphor for the din
sugar and honey and all the hope
mountains of skyward reach
they erode with a itch

you know the perfect place now
the place of peace
join me in there in your dreams when you can
as I will wait for all eternity

a hospitable home in the forrest near the beach
with limestone benches and wooden breech
sugar and honey and all the hope

its what I dream
its what I know
its when I know it
and how I show it
I want to win
But I only lose

sigh out loud and wish you where there
you will be there eventually
just live until then

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