Far Above the Mountain
You needed to fly so very high;
Fly high above the mountain's top;
High above the winds that carry
Lovers night and day nonstop.
Your body cried out with needs so strong;
Cried out to me so plaintively;
Needs that lovers had never met
Had left you aching abysmally.
Your wings were strong, and you flew so high;
High above the velvety clouds of love;
High above the tallest mountains;
Your body soared freely like a dove.
As you soared so high and lost control,
Your voice echoed the cries of the sky;
A face like a heaven-sent angel,
Wrapped in pleasure that beautified.
You continued to soar high in the sky,
And then the finality began:
Massive explosions of colors and sounds
Produced by your true love-helmsman.
DaLovePoet
© 2001 Mike Diaz (All rights reserved)
