The First Flight of Love

For him only

I bared my body and soul.

He flies planes all the time, but this was his first flight of love.

The difference is I'm now his sky,

the holy place for him to explore the vast dwelling of truth

and experience an honest freedom.

Only by navigating the inner plane of his own consciousness will he travel this great love that is the sky.. fading us into each other

when you fly in love, landing is in the knowing of the beloved.

I am a sky woman.

~ Sundari