The galaxy is our bouquet.
Meet me where the stars bloom.
like roses, daffodils and violet.
Like crimson meteors hang in the gloom.
In the fair gardens of that second birth.
You are moonflower whilst
blossoms mingle its stellar perfume.
Meet me where the garden gleams,
flourished with its golden grace,
WHO dreamed that beauty?
As is your name, so is your ethereal face.
The galaxy is our bouquet.
I will make thee a bed of
a thousand fragrant posies.
I will arrange an accretion of roses
around your eyes that pull me in.
To where you moaned, Suddenly I drenched you to the skin.
Merging with the currents of energy,
So that you and I, together, Shall break the complicated walls of reality
this verse vowed to eternity.
