help me down from this cloud above
I have caught the sight of the queen of nirvana
granted feather-lite touches in treasure troves
licked honey served in graciously smooth ivory palette
my fingers have dipped and churned in warm molasses
from the valley only you and I ascend to descend in moon rays
I hear the harp whispering between the sounds of your soft timbrels
I ache to ride hard into the sanctuary with aplomb
watch as you sip longingly from the long flute
listening to my livid incantations to deities
put on scrolls your gilded invite inside
assuage me your vision of my raptures
sing choruses of carrying my touch
tell me how to light your fires
I feel what you see to feel
your mind attuned
tell me in inside