I take you in my arms, and we leap into the air,
Breaking the shackles of gravity and physics.
We soar into the night as you shiver and hold me tight,
Resting your head softly upon my chest.
We fly farther and higher than man ought dare;
Higher than Icarus’ flight into foolishness.
And suddenly, we are high above all we’ve known,
We stand on a ceiling of clouds, beyond this mortal realm.
Our lips touch, ever so softly, afraid this isn’t real,
And we lose ourselves in the moment,
Lost in the ecstasy of our deep-abiding love;
We lose ourselves in an ocean of joy and devotion.
And then, as suddenly as this enigmatic dream began,
We find ourselves rushing back toward the earth,
Not in a deadly fall, but wafting gently, as a feather.
We awaken and the dream is over: our lips part.
And I find myself back where I began: embracing you.
Then I breathe in the beauteous rhapsody of our tryst.