Consequences of a vision

To plunge my soul into your heart

Would be a pleasure on my behalf.

To pass my lips through your warm, white skin

Would be a delight worthy of God.

To be held in your fragile, tender arms

Would become the dearest of the sweetest memories.

To listen to your voice, whispered close to my ear

Would be a shiver of pure, unspoiled peacefulness.

To touch your soul, to see you happy

Would make my life worthwhile.