you're in the palm of the hand
that's holding your head up-
feel weightless
as you may,
gravity
shall shift
with every of
our kiss.

She's a dreamboat
  in the tunnel of love,
      white lightning like white wine,
  fluorescent lights in purple rain;
a deep crazy,
     an even deeper affection.
  her love is like magic,
      we're enthralled in
             respect.
    She is good, she is better,
      my favorite, and my best.
        my heart, the reason,
             why it beats in my chest.

the clouds span above me
yet the horizon mountains
are in the sun

cosmic.
celestial.
spaceship and satellite.
star.
constellations.

Heaven is like a green tree
   that blossoms,
in the Sun,
  it's the warmth of Spring
     but sitting in its shade.

     it's like a cool breeze on
       a chilly river-side
         that sways her branches
             and eases her spines;
            relieves her leaves.

it'll never leave-
       if we believe it to be true.
it continues-
       even after our end.