Riding on your magic carpet of astonishment,
I see the universe from a vantage point of ecstatic immunity.
Touching your heart and body is the cure all
I’ve been starving to discover for so many moons.
Night whispers pressed into your body,
filling you up with the tingling ripeness of the present,
life bursting with joy, raging with passion,
every day a peak, pinnacle and orgasmic climax
that teaches us to always love each other without fear,
blossoms erupting everywhere as we laugh and love
inside the tornado’s eye, the universe swirling around us:
true love’s flames dancing in our meeting eyes.