A Rose Of Pure Ecstasy Poem by Louise Tredoux

Lying in bed early morning, adrift in your
dreams, following cotton-wool candyfloss
paths meandering happily within the map
of your desires, embracing

Gossamer visions, drifting between thoughts
and feelings, passions awakened by the magic
of secret schemes, heart held safe within new
insights into the meaning of life

Beautiful thought-forms created by your loving
whispers forming an aura around me, lyrical lines
exhorting with rhythmical melodies, you are the
Pied Piper of Hamelin leading me

Sighs creating new dimensions - the splendours
of which are still to be revealed, each moment an
unfolding rosebud, each one prettier and more
marvellous than the one before

Until a rose of pure ecstasy is brought to perfection –
a new starting point for more dreams to come...