In where the blues of skies unfold through your eyes.
Heaven finds its quiet rise.
Whorls of spinning balls with twinkling stars.
Guiding with celestial ties.

A symphony in hues divine,
In the land of the sleeping dreams.
Where love and grace entwine,
Your oceans are limitless.

Each glance whispering a whispered song.
Echoes of eternity's embrace,
In those depths, where I really belong.
Heaven dwells in gentle grace.

Reflections of an endless sky,
Heaven looked for them, and they did not need to search for it.
With a light touch, I rest in your gaze.
Locked up in unintelligible words.
© jaylinestarr