I Think I Am A Multicoloured Bird. Poem by cristobal obregon silvertop

I think i fly, into the sky and devise, a gods palace, with ruby columns, and silk canopies, and soft cushions.
Here i can dream, of my lovers beauty, who gives me all that i desire, and satisfies my earthly needs. Brings me joy when i need in with her smiles and gestures that gaily turn my life into a field of daisies.

Takes me to the top of the mountain where there is no chaos, and a lingering calm, bemuses and stirs, my soul to comfort.

Yes it is here where my basket is full of the bounty, the moon is not too far, my strength, is like a raging wind, and before a vision of beauty, I humbly, recognise as the honorable gift of the flower of love, to be accepted, inside, and i linger there.