Cosmic afterthoughts,
Or so I thoughts,
Another muse
For my abuse.
Your eyes smile
The while and the mile
That we must pass through.
Together with you
Our writings devise,
Our smiling eyes
That others look through,
We lead the way
For this evolver crew,
A civilization of touch,
It’s on the way,
And this what I do proclaim today,
More details are on the way.