i close my eyes
and i am there as
my soul so leaves me
brought to this place by
a perfect love song sung by
a choir of every songbird that
lives or has ever lived wordlessly
singing to beckon me to visit a while
filled overpowered almost
by the unrefraining fragrance
of these perfectly unmade beds
of unearthly coloured blossoms
living and lifted by perfumed mists
falling mildly from clear azure skies
through breezes that gust so slightly
blowing rapturous sunshine against me
and in me through my mouth and my eyes
as all that beautiful light and heat gather
together in my rising falling chest
and i am so completely whole
in one moment that is all yours
as we are so lost and so found
in this morning's daydream at the
end of our endless numbered
days that end tonight
as your breathing labours
and your trembling fingers
separate yourself, your blue eyes urging
me so to push so strongly against and into
your most secret hungers that i still so ache as well
to feed as i savour and stroll down the ever
twisting and turning paths of your
heavenly garden that come
tomorrow's light
shall forever remain
in my dreams yet again
i want to stroll forever
searching vainly for our worth;
far too fragrant for my world
much too fragile for your earth...
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