Hanging on the
museum wall
was this beautiful
picture.
It was you,
Immediately I was lost,
captivated in full,
pulled in by excitement,
overjoyed in love.
Your world reached
out and pulled me in.
Deep into your abyss
I flowed.

Wrapped in joy
I felt like your toy.
A puppet on a string,
you moved my every motion,
touched my heart,
enhanced my soul.

How could this be?
this power so strong,
Magic so potent.

Completely wrapped
in your beautiful world
I forgot mine.
Never wanted to return,
why settle for less,
when you have more?

In the sunrise of
our lives,
sunset of our days,
this was true utopia,
fantasy come true .

The position where
my feet stood in view,
became vacant,
other eyes opened
In surprise.
How could a body
disappear from sight?

As others approached
I removed your face,
taking no chances
they might enter this
beautiful place of joy.

When the museum closed,
one picture
disappeared from scene.
On the wall a vacant spot.
Out into the universe
a new picture soared,
two lives lovingly explored.
Flying with the Angels,
enjoying with the Gods.

G