As I was biking through the trail
As I was biking through the trail,
Universe expanding around me everywhere,
All time seeping through the invisible stars,
From the embers of the Big Bang.
The Sun, ablaze, on fire, deep above,
In the swirls of lazy blue,
And islands of cotton white,
As I was biking through the trail.
Sliding through it's curtains of light and glow,
Through an ocean of heat and moist,
Butterflies brushing across my cheeks,
As I was biking through the trail.
Neurons firing in my head,
blood pulsing the ears,
life a bed of sights and scents,
Visiting memories, fears and dreams,
That moment I came walking into your room,
Like I was walking into your arms,
My goodness, that kiss, about it I reminiscence,
As I was biking through the trail.