lying on my back:
a blanket of cotton-soft grass cushioning me
your stomach--my pillow
guitar chords seeping through my body
a voice lifting me upwards
sky: lit with cotton candy clouds
heaven: here with you
dreaming:
spanning the length of your butterfly wings
(how they flutter from my touch!)
you whisper--I listen
in hushed amazement
because of you--
kiss me.
12 September 1998