I climbed to the top.

There was nobody there.

Except your body, a cloud, of love,

Feelings of delight you emanate.

Varied as flowers in a garden, in me, nothing to be confused about.

I think I love you, i need to dream to nurish my spirit.

My spirit encounters forms and dimensions,

The center, i am ardent, she loves it.

The universe reveals a new course.

Vincent Silvertop

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/astral-voyage/