Her Essence

I feel her essence on the wind
It permeates my skin, tantalises
And although she may be distant
And although she’s far from view
I’ll taste her soul upon my lips
And bask in her every moment

Multiversal Currents



 
 There is a river
 Gushing
 Between worlds,
 Flowing
 Through the lapses
 In between time.
 Space is its home,
 Or the space
 Between space,
 I hope to see it
 One day,
 Out sparkling worlds.
 I wish to travel it
 In a boat
 Made from dreams.
 Languidly,
 I’ll dip in my hands
 In the multiverse
 And flick its essence
 On you.
 Then, perhaps,
 You’ll travel it too.
 Or,
 Perhaps not,
 But I should like
 To try.