I’m flabbergasted

by the charm of your soul,

born perfect as Nefertiti—

an endangered species

they don’t make anymore.

When you fell from the sky

to Seven Steps to Heaven,

you came along for the ride,

orchids blooming in your eyes,

songbirds singing as if the sun

never sets—nobody ever leaves.

Come away to the land

where dreams are real.

I watch you dance on a table

wearing Capezio Potpourri

black lace— your shapely body

quivering as a Bluepoint oyster.

Your everlasting love

tranquilizes me—cracks open

the earth beneath my feet

and turns me inside-out—

my breath melds into yours.

I will never be unhappy again.