Morning Dew

I sat down beside the tree

Talking to myself and and the surrounded bee.

Inside me, nothing shows but thy love

Turning and turning as the day rough.

Impossible possible, not my love for you,

Table for two is ours for true.

If your love is a prison, then I’m your criminal

Tag me around you and take me to anywhere tonal.

Is love not a beautiful thing?

Think of it, and tell me everything.

I am not ready for your preaches

tones that come by your inches.

Instantly, I wake up everyday,

Thy love comes to me as the morning dew and stay.