Sunshine sketches
a silhouette
of you and me
on the black street
waiting to cross
into the field
the greenest grass
we've ever seen
I'll tell you what I'm thinking
though you probably know
woman I love the way
you soothe my soul
Last night, on my bikedrinking a draftof breezes and billowsI played upon the black streetand surely felt God's pleasure
Someday I'll build a house
build it tall and strong
and pray that God above
will fill it with his song
I'm always steppin lightly
watching my words
biding my time
forgetting this wind
which delights in my hair