Sublime

Sublime, yes she is divine;
Leaves me speechless, this silent truth I know.
Looking down, so softly, shyly,
Forces behold so fine, so so fine.

A guide, a teacher, a rescue angel
Sent from another dimension?
Whose to say such a thing,
yet I feel the longing, yearning, distant tension.

Come, oh gentle and quiet one;
Sit with me in knowing silence.
Only look as you dare,
For my words shall never cut like violence.

Blessings such, so damn rare;
Wise, quiet, and beautiful, with skin silky fair.
Whatever mystery is to come,
may our connection never come undone.


copyrights 2016 Michael J. Kucera