Paradise

When I think of heaven or paradise,
your picture comes up in my mind.

Lying with you on my couch,
moon filtering through the windows.

Listening to music, counting the stars,
the warmth from you giving me joy.

Drowning in those clear beautiful eyes,
nobody around to save me from those depths.

Touching those lips, those petals of rose,
and tasting the nectar from its source.

Kissing the hollow of your neck,
feeling the ecstasy of your love.

Yes, these and more of you,
are my images of a Paradise.