" I Think Of Her Madly "

I think of her madly, desiring her nearness
I can feel her hot light
Alive, in my soul
Integrating the wisdom, of yearning
For my God-Light
Is so moved
By her Metaphysical, attachment
To my heart
And the, conflagration
Inside
Where my spine, is alive
With her virus, of Loves craving
For my Tyrian, colors
Those lavender passions
And near, celestial
Imaginings.....

I can see the first touch of her hand
Exploding, tenderly through
My Love for her
It is so painfully clear, that her nearness
Is what, this longing desires
So deeply hot
That this unexpected
Lusting
Is new, to my awareness
And so, I linger in her magnetism
And my minds eye
Flashes a picture, of her coming
To me
And these, red hot
Imaginings........

For: Cherie  ( my awareness )

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)