Almost Heaven

Cool champagne bubbles
Floating popping laughing
Fireside

Neruda's words
Shower me
With light

Like golden melted butter
Strawberries and chocolate
Crisp purple grapes
Explode in my mouth

Whisper your deepest secrets
In my ear

Tell me your soul
And I'll tell you mine
In the Blackwater Canyon

Life is old there
Older than the trees

One and one make three
In time with the drum beat
The circle complete

A new world
Explored
Inside
The sacred hoop