Tiny flowers sewn like a coronal,
Rest in the wet bramble of Lavender,
Vinegar, Peppermint scents in her hair.
She lays in an indigo room with the
Moonlight reflected in snow, refracted
By the blue frost on my dawning window.
My darling, wrought in purple, slumbers still.
I can taste her snoring like a blotted
Square of paper, filled with color and sound,
Sending verses to my core, up my spine.
'Open the Eye, strike the once silent Throat.
Ground the Root into the core of the Earth.
Once the Sacrum has been filled with Solar
Energy, breathe deeply; it slows your Heart.
The body you left behind will leave the
Crown to rest, reconnected to its Source.'
I close my eyes and rest my arm on her.
Patterning tapestries on my eyelids,
The rising of her breath reconstitutes
My demeanor, and I can fly again.
My lungs fill like sails on a seaborne ship
With hollow plumes of feathered currents
That still effortlessly propel me through
The sky, and its unknowability.
A voiceless message reaches out to me,
And there I see her, sitting on the shore,
Waiting as if she's always been there.
I know I've found myself in paradise,
And never again will I have desire.
She reaches out her enchanted fingers,
Embracing my hand as I disembark.
Leading me into a forest of White
And Golden trees, the familiar scent of
Warm Sugar wafts stronger with every step.
"My love, my love, Where are you leading me?"
"To the place we always go, silly goose"
"But I've never been here before, darling"
She looks back at me, shooting me a gaze
To remind me. Of course I'm mistaken!
Of course I remember! How could I not?
Harmony of every moment spent here,
Symphonies orchestrated by our hearts,
Poems, monologues, and soliloquies
Our bodies recited in unison,
All danced before me, unforgettable.
Blazing with fire my Eyes can see again.
This is it. This is the place where we were--
Where we are and will be forevermore.
And there, the hills, spotted with Summer Sun,
The ones we rolled down the first time we kissed.
They're calling for us to once again dance
Upon on their evergreen peaks and valleys.
When we tire, I thank her for taking me
To this never ending, floral Eden,
In which we can lie in fields together,
Unburdened by our normal chains and woes.
I look forever into her visage,
And fixing on the stillness of her gaze,
I can truly find peace, and rest, and love.
I awake with her next to me, smiling.