Breathe

Each measure of bliss lets you think home sweet home Each climb you climb bids surrender, two become one The air is fresh and light, it invites slow reveling The summit of gem entices, it makes you want to sing Tender melodies so silent and slow, all else is soft cloud The messenger goddess smiles, though invisible, not yet allowed You do savor night's perfume, suffusing everywhere with myrrh You will hear heaven's earnest tunes floating in while she purrs So breathe... When night claims you like a wayward leaf of old And takes you to her caves, glistening like pure gold Forget about questions, cupid won't hear of it, you breathe Yes, you'll simmer like a king newly crowned, still breathe Upon each tender move, each solid round of tunnel love All heightened to incline more twinkling stars to show above You sure find yourself drenched in pools, kaleidoscope blue You will reach heaven. Her footprints with yours are overdue. * (My collaboration entry in Mystic Rose's contest)