True Blue

How do I capture virtue
W/ a camera or an epic prayer?
It's floating in the air
Like a voltaic murmur, amphibious,
For it knows the sky
Is really a secret ocean laden w/
Chrystal wishes & aqueous
Amenities like that time you
Kissed me
& I tasted like aureate champagne.
That kiss was a flying fish,
A pneumatic messenger
Being born into a million
Microscopic spectrums that maybe
Looked light some immortal
Paradise: thru eyes of virtue.
Beautiful features are what
You want them to be.
As is, any vantage point
Of human nature; as our we;
No moment is ever wasted if
It's lived in love.