She entered dusting
off the stars from her shoulders,
from the cold dead space outside,
cape in a swirl of cosmic rainbows,
A dress fluid and blue
as the Caribbean waters,
her hair pinned with
the rings of Saturn,
and a smile as bright
as the sun,
she sits upon the black
hole of existence touching
my mind, placing a kiss,
wet like Niagara mists,
with love
Shangri la within her eyes,
green jades of comfort
piercing, laughing and wide,
a scent of lilies
high into the heavens,
embraced in her happiness
I know,
God has given
the universe...
to me
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