Sky clouds not puffy enough, let me share some wisps with thee.

Your shapes and moves delectate as does cig, which, now, is wee.

Steps for bed, an ideal place to release day-to-day woes.

Sandal shoes leave the feet prone to a messan licking toes.

Tick-tocks turn a place of bustle into a place of rest.

Both worn worlds and not yet yuppified, I embrace as best.

Buildings cannot block a view when gaze shifts ninety degrees.

Watching where the dreams do go leaves the heart at peaceful ease. : )