Love on a Laguna horse.

Floating on a moving cloud
A white flying horse named Laguna
Lay down the spider-web-fine bedding
And blindfolded, I feel my way.

I see nothing, only darkness; still I cannot see your face
But I feel you, your touch, your energy
Tantric Kundalini rising on an innocent early morning
Down a dusty deserted lane the cloud lands.

Lit by a full moon, I take a peek in the half-light,
Not allowed and you tighten my blindfold.
Together forbidden fruits become our diet tonight
Vampires loving in a frosted home.

Colours swirl in my consciousness and dreams become reality
The spirit angel smiles down from the moon and tells me ‘now’.
That which I have waited for moves down from its astral space
And manifests within the third dimension.

Oh your touch, your smell, your love
This is the greatest human experience,
This is why we come here as separate beings
So we may learn what it is to join with another.

Moon work your magic tonight
Healing soul mates who become one
Twin flames become vampires of the night
And together, we walk into the light.

Spells alighted, visualisations settle
wishes come true, promises fulfilled.
No need for looking forward down that future road anymore,
But love abounds anew, in the greatest place, in the here and now moment,
And that is where it shall stay,
So be it.