Husbands in Disguise

My husband came to visit last night.
Well, not in the flesh, so to speak.
Thousands of miles lay between us,
But touching has not ceased.
Making no mistake,
This is not a gutter song.
Divine wine being served, and all.
As I sat upon the lotus chair.
The hanging mobile swayed in the night breezes.
The diamond shaped squares swirled within themselves.
It was a delightful moment in time.
The engulfings were his way.
Whether standing between two luminous mountains,
Or floating across the oceanic tides.
I knew exactly what the moment entailed,
Knowing him as well as I do.
I vowed that this journey rise.
And so it did,
And the darkness swallowed me.
For a moment I felt defeated, in a way.
Until the vapors rose through a deep slit in the appetite.
There I stood, now flying in breathing light,
Dressed in marriage apparel.
Transfiguring into symbols of beauty.
Then, I drifted off to sleep.



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