You've disturbed the airwaves,

such a luscious presence

wreathes around me

like a smoky perfume.

Your casual sweep into a room

makes the moment before seem empty.

Such a gentle zephyr,

weaving upon desire,

the curve of breast

blinding with promise.

I hold you cradled in my dreams.

Somewhere deep within your gaze

lives a garden where we rest

for one eternal moment,

surrounded by jasmine and lilies,

we bathe in moonlight

and warm in the afternoon sun,

And meld in trust and fragrance.

Yet I stand here now

in quiet bliss, the room

shifting to reflect your perfect shimmer,

and your path through this air

leaves me clean as summer rain.