"a form of bliss"

the images,
spinnig,
i dream in colors,
shades of green and pink.
i sit on my cloud,
waiting for it to end,
watching you,
i feel like more.
the foriegn taste
of his kisses
colors so bright,
intense voices,
so vivid are your eyes.
on my cloud,
i still sit,
waiting for you to speak.
drifting through empty spaces
pouring down like wine
i see you move,
the windows look away.
waiting for expressions
any movement of your soul,
i fall from my cloud
lay still on the hard floor,
dreaming in colors...
of shades of grey.
eyes shut,
but i still see your many faces
so vivid today,
sounds i can see,
visions so clear...
i hear you speak,
your voice,
like wine.
flowing into oblivion,
with eyes shut tight
~Ev tindle