I Hear That Heaven Is...

I hear that heaven is...a velvet vale...a hale and perfect place
Broken hearts weep not, no tears etch the ashen face
Where none but ecstasy remain, nor feign exist
Nor mighty lust for any, do any need resist
There swing the softest curves, in chorus served to greet
Each keening kind I dream of, for worship at their feet.
And ev’ry strain confirms that glimpse I had on Earth
No searing pain of loss, no more bequeathes me hurt
There all the sighing hosts their angel turns await
My princely dance through all, through each angelic gate
Before me lies eternal, the blissful path ahead
Where, as each breath is taken, labia their petals spread.