Infused
By Sam Yau
A circle of aspen trees
outstretch their branches for us
to lie beneath their canopy
the leaves rustle in the gentle breeze
shimmer in the morning sun
Above the foliage, clouds swirl-waltz
against the satiny blue sky, celebrating
the melding of two kindred spirits
Song thrushes fly-dance above us, chirping
There is a place for us, us alone
You lay your hand on mine
while we lie on the green grass
a fireball stoked by our hearts
twirls between our palms
we are floating up, up and away
The fire you ignited in my soul
is burning bright
spreading out of control
I am infused with you.
I am drunk in our co-vibrations
Your hand has never left
maybe it never will