I climbed to the top.
There was nobody there.
Except your body, a cloud, of love,
Feelings of delight you emanate.
Varied as flowers in a garden, in me, nothing to be confused about.
I think I love you, i need to dream to nurish my spirit.
My spirit encounters forms and dimensions,
The center, i am ardent, she loves it.
The universe reveals a new course.
Vincent Silvertop
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/astral-voyage/
