Dayla You Breathe In The Last Atoms of Thought

That quiver in the leaves slightly slanting down
You live like a rhyme
Eternally energized by beautiful minds
That cling to your side and sleep in your lap

Dayla you’re passion epitomized
That does not want to be apeaced
A heart beat pulsing in the rhythm of time
The fire that burns itself
Speed of light joy piercing the mind
Ash risen body clayed heavenly design
Walking a split horizon fire wire line
To be each day of our life