So,


Love scratchs the window

With increasing action

Grows

In electrocution pulsations


How was this

I had become a regular

At an antiquarian library

An eagle dancing in circles


Off the page

Color photos competed

Till confusion was depleted

And the clouds got ultraviolet


You my infered buddy

Rising with the red rain

Healing thing everything

As world's sexually collided


Only to reach lovely orbits

Impossible for the human eye

Looking deep within the mind

To sing of glorious architecture


I reach out of the picture

And gently touch her

To embrace for loves pleasure

I had found her.