Lost in the Cosmos, again
listening to her heart
as the scent of her perfume
blends with these flowers
as I struggle to contain
all stirring within.
It would be easy I suppose
to simply say this is pretend
but truth is truth
so is intimacy.
I journey each night into
sweet Cosmos
breathe and listen to her sighs
as dreams sweep me away
where cosmos bloom
far from this empty room.
Ignited 
burn baby burn