You smell like the flowers of spring,
the hyacinths, the crocuses.
You are fresh with life,
fresh from the warm amnesiac bath of the beautiful.

How did I love before you were created
to be loved by me, how did I breathe
before you became the air around me?
Though you are thousands of miles away from me
every day I drink you in.

There is nothing in the universe
more beautiful than your naked body.
I want to array you
with the gorgeous exotic flowers--
the orchids, frangipani, the tiare--
of the world's most lush and hidden valleys.
I want you to step out of the dream
and slowly undress for me,
slowly part the bedewed colored petals to reveal
your intense body of flesh and moonlight.