The splendor of a moment worn slightly on the lips
The satisfied reflection of a passion slowly sipped
Either in a memory or filtered through a dream
A quiet conversation not meaning anything
But silently reflected as worth... Oh! So much more
That grows with every thought process to permeate your pores
Its crazy how a moment can bring the treasures here
When you least expect the passion springs from....somewhere
There really wasn't much to begin this trip for two
But since my thoughts have fermented
The more I find myself with you.