The Road to Shangri-la

You take me 
to a place of mystical awe
where earth and sky
fall away
and my thoughts explode
as stars
to fill the universe
in which we dance, 
while your hands lift me
to float among the clouds.

You reach deep  
 beneath the surface,
and carry me, 
soaring on the winds of time
to a place unknown to history
while your lips 
paint the directions
to Shangri-la
on my skin,
forever etched upon my soul
that I might never forget

And I don’t ever want to leave.



august 2006
©Janet Reid