Transcendent Chariot

I watch in awe as Mercury

is Alchemized to Gold,

and wonder why Your Secrets

to me were never told

Your lips are like a Cherry

from Eden in The Mist

I feel a Southern Stirring

my heart cannot resist

I tremble as I touch You

in Supernova Sky,

The Presence of The Watchers

hovering nearby

We dance a Slow Fandango

for years before we rest

Your Skin is wet as mango;

Your Hands upon my chest

And as the Stars explode

like Virgins in The Night

We board Your Magic Chariot

and fly into The Light

© Mila Fourie 2026