Soft are the blades 

that graze my tender flesh 

surrounding me in comfort

by way of simple existence.

Her whispers feels like silk wrapped clouds

as I lose every atom to her smile 

flushed with bliss 

consumed by fascination 

in her every step.

Take me down to the river

may my soul find her peace

in the inconsistencies 

with comprehension of the divine beauty

in confusion.