Your words are like summer thermals,
lifting me steadily beyond the clouds.
My spirit soars with your melodious words!
My breath, takes on your rhythm as we enter onto the dance floor of heaven,
Together...
Skipping cloud to cloud,
Hand in hand,
Word for word.
Even as your song lays to its point of cessation,
No fear encompasses me.
For you bring me always to earth, upon gentle praises...
In Robes of Saffron.
Revelation:
Good write this poem you have created here. Whoever your dance partner is must be wonderful, as they left a trail of passionate feelings and sensations. Realy a lovely write for the reader, vjochum.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Thank you
My dance partner is imaginary. Thank you for your time in reading. I appreciate the comment.