into her perfection I will plunge <br />(with naught but a flame, <br />and my indefatigable tongue. <br />then I’ll spin her spirit like a spider <br />spins itself a home) <br />as delicately as I lay beside her. <br /> <br />into her smile as disarming as a joke. <br />into her laughter as thrilling as the rain’s. <br /> <br />into her hair a forest of sleeping songbirds <br />(into which I can slip into sleep <br />as gracefully and easily as breeze into clouds) . <br />there’s nothing so high (on earth or in me) <br />it's not reached by the absolute deep- <br />ness of my love for her, her love for me, or our love for we. <br /> <br />into her eyes are as silent as daybreak. <br />into her heart is as certain as mountains.<br /><br />Jackson Riley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/into-her/
