The film of you

I lose my self in the glory of my fantasy,
ignoring the material makings.
Totally submerged and swallowing
every drop this alter-reality offers.
Unutterable labours of majestic vision,
channeled in my eyes, through my brain,
and down into my heart.

A spectacle of significant greatness,
i watch every day.
The way you stretch when you wake,
and the morning stretches with you.
Then it all retracts to continue
the roll of wonderment.