You And Paradise, What Is The Way, Space Man. Poem by Vincent Silvertop

Your love is like a river that flows incessantly.

I want submerge, reveal all, throw myself into the water, merge with you.

Create a fantasy theatre, after the thunder.

The lightning illuminates the poses of the busts.

indicate freedom to muse on loves feathery delicacy, you wanted more.

Paradise seemed five minutes away.

I thought id stick around, then followed you, to your palace.

I fullfiled your desires.

In honor of Aphrodite.