will i ever get to see those lands

10 September 2021, ~3:45 AM
Will I ever get to see those lands,
Of sunsprite rose and chartreuse grass?
Mantled by the sky's everstretching hands.
Where beige roads flow like estuaries converging through a verdant landmass of polychromatic leas and dissipate into distant brass fields that mirror the seas unto the homaloidal skysill vicinal to a blue sky becoming bluer as my eyes agape upwards.
The clouds unmarred, mimic a cluster of mountains pirouetting in the peripheries of the sky and at the peritoneum, the sun - aglow the lands indifferently yet, not burn our eyes when we gaze. A variegated covey of birds ablaze, deflect my sight, bedizen the vista.
Where winds shade us from the sun's perfervid light.
Where lives nothing impure besides you and me.
Where we walk the warm shores barefeet,
Foreveron...