On billowed clouds I floated

I never questioned where

Then one cloud drew me over

I found perfection rested there

Fingertips reached out to draw me

An invitation to her cloud to share

I gaped at her naked perfection

Rudely I could only stare

A smile as warm as summer rain

Her eyes the skies own purest blue

Her voice like satin, warm and sweet

I swear that night I fell in love all new

Soft silky hair that framed perfection

A smile to put Mona Lisa’s to shame

Her lips met mine and lighting flashed

No kiss had ever been the same

Our bodies melted one on one

Upon our cloud of billowed white

No heated rush but passion’s bliss

We made love through the night

I confess reality was left that night on earth…

 For in the morning when I woke
I clutched a snow white feather close
An Angel’s message silent spoke