Your dulcet cry pleases my senses, wafting
gently thru my soul
as I nestle 'neath the natural currents of your
tempting respiration
Scudding silently behind my closed thoughts,
as my consciousness lays in repose, I
being bound in the fine fabric of your aura
bearing truth, oneness and inspiration
John Leroy Maxwell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweet-sylph/
