Energy in waves, Creative juice flowing- Sacral Chakra plays.
Two sides are sparring, Without their swords of logic. Mindless, childish fight.
The seeds were planted. Ideas and visions in bloom- Reaping sweet success.
Cuddling with eyes closed, Our journey begins at dark. A lucid meeting.
Skidding ’round corners, Couch becomes K9 Island. Cat in hot pursuit.
Flaky, crispy crust, Herbs and cheese dance with proteins- Homemade breakfast quiche.
Named after a stone Meaning tranquility, peace. Yet you scratched the dog.
Family gathered ’round Telling stories of times passed- Bonding while rocking.
Old bus copped a squat. Road gator shreds cling to rims. Those melons won’t roll.
Invisible thread Linking hearts across the miles. Distance, no object.