if we could swim in fragrant dreams
floating, wrapped around each other
only hearing heaven’s music
only tasting love’s sweet water
only feeling skin, all soft
what language would we speak?
which words tell of ecstasy?
no words, no sound but breath that
breathes through us together
ancient, primal angel wings
fanned aloft by innocent passion
chords of soundless harmony
if we could then but die as this
death would be no ending, rather
souls entwined through all eternity
only wanting no one, nothing
only knowing tender warmth
only sinking in the light.