Empyrean

I want to fall into your kiss,

With a sigh escaping from my lips,

Echoing inside your mouth

Like a prayer,

A supplication -

Bouncing off a vaulted ceiling

Reverberating, resounding;

Resonating, within my soul.

And rapture bursts forth 

Like a flock of doves,

Rising up into the sunlit rays, 

From every alcove 

Of your seraphic smile.