Ocupado

I love when your words come slow to me. Can you tell how they bring that glow to me?

In the instant they arrive. A million feelings I derive. Till true intentions once complex. Are shown to me as mind digest.

In this epiphany of simplicity. As I rip through an abject symphony.

Your thoughts once thought complex arrive to me like body checks.

With accolades commend thee. And to all that can contend. With a smile I surrender to you and your verse. Once again.