The morning sky caresses my eyes
Shades of daylight colours, amplified
My open curtains welcome, sapphire’s radiance
Shimmering beams, royal and turquoise, advance
I’m illuminated, is this my day, to actually try
Gather up all my blues, yet to die
Pack them in first, don’t waste a chance
There is time left, to travel this vast expanse
My Itmims,* craft is waiting, and ready to fly
And traverse through space’s indigo sky
These alien eyes, sense my universe wants to have a dance
Beyond my star’s, everlasting existence
- Itmims – Ivor’s Time Machine In Micro Space……
Ivor Steven (c) September 2019