If I could spend just twenty-four
hours with you.
After taking your hand
leading you off your pedestal,

I am afraid
all I could do is caress
your amazing beauty
until I had memorized
every inch of you.

Only then I would again
seat you upon highest bliss
until I felt was worthy of your affections.
For the last hurrah,

I would seat fair maiden upon
a heavenly chariot
and we would travel

the hi-ways and bi-ways
taking the paths
less traveled until we too
were too exhausted to return to reality.