walkin thru the poof

Fallen skies, clouds fog the fight.
Like luv draped over blinded eyes.
Floatin on emotions, a comforts ease.
Down comes time to please.
Walkin thru the poof tryin to reach for touch.
Hopin to be felt by luvs proof.
Moistenin the face, waitin for the lift.
In the middle of the mist.
Movin in motion, patience has formed.
Welcome to what will lead u to the norm.
To what will lead u to what men's the most.
Within the smoke like float.
As reappears from the rise.
With a better view in mind.
Standin under the sun, with truce.
Along side ur presence of use.