The flowers that bloom across your asking whiteness
Are petal vellums to hidden places
Colorful invitations for private viewing
Should I get too close and peer inside
Inevitability would surely be a cause to slip
Upon the pollen gold dust euphoria
Suspended in your magnetism
And I am headlong into the soft meandering,
The twisting and turning, the beckoning finger
Leading me into worlds that have never been
With hot coals just beneath the surface
That burn and glow with electric fires inside
And to tumble into your cool emerald foliage
Fractal cascading into dark, wet places
charged with oxygen and hydroplaned conductivity
It's here I share with you
A blue sky lemon
And hold it up before the glaring sun
Shining from the desire of our core
That burns and glows with electric fire inside
We'll live here at the foot of lapping waves
The fresh sea vaporizing off our sun slapped backs
Jetsam mist and surf scum, we have emerged
And I saw this in your indigo eyes...
For a moment you flashed this life in azure gold
With Fibonacci shells spiraling in mystical proportion
and the beating hearts of giant whales
That burn and glow with electric fires inside
In an instant I am forever caught in orbit
And begin to melt in the shiver of neutrinos
Radiating from your beautiful intent
Here I lie prone to the brilliant pixilation
Of your indigo eyes
Revolving gently beneath these witnessing stars
My crown has faceted exponentially
Erupting waves of violet from the kundalini of love
That you have gently stoked and raised
From dark black coals found below the surface
That burn and glow with electric fires inside