Untitled Poem by Paul Gomez

She walks up to me. Nothing unusual, so I thought.

Then, in the next few seconds I would experience something that can only be described as divine serendipity.

Like an aberration from paradise she liens in. I become Intoxicated with her deliciousness of her aroma.

Feeling her soft dewiness gently brush against my ear, I must have perished to experience such bliss.

Ecstasy of such cataclysmic nature cannot be experienced by mortals.

Suddenly I was resurrected by a voice, her voice, a voice they cannot be more beautiful even if the nine choirs of Angels sung in unison.

The melodious words 'I know'.