Ten Thousand Miles Poem by Barry Blander

Oh, how i sorely long to lose myself
In the distant oases of your smile
There's no continent I wouldn't cross
Even should it be ten thousand miles
To string my fingers through your golden mane
Long and fine as that of Pegasus, the white-winged horse
Please, sweet guardian of my heart
Let me linger with you a little while
And now that I found you
Never let us part
Oh, let me hear the quivering melody of your voice
Trembling like speckled butterflies in the shimmering air
Such would make me freely rejoice
And until my days are eclipsed
Reach out my hands toward you and climb
Step by step that final stair
To behold thy freckled, angelic face; kissed
One last time
Until I am caught up in that Heavenly place, sublime.