The First Emanation

We are colder now
 We have not love's first magic here
 You come to me quiet
 This bulb's not yet broken out into some
 (incomprehensible chatter)
 I don't think that
 I think we're all anguished
 We're all phantom
 We're all unhappy and wretched
 Imagination
 I push up through the stems of flowers
 And step out onto lawns
 I'm newly frozen rains
 Dropping onto ponds [???]
 I am imagination
 Though not whether it is a lawn or a universe I am crossing
 Some vision of this planet might come and go
 Why do you put it to words, this wonder?
 Thirsty creatures seeing through mist
 New planets floating
 I follow the ant in its tree trunk world
 I am imagination
 When I enter your women they glow
 You would pull curtains back on them
 But heaven might see it's only rivals
 Are you watching me
 In my immensity wander all your senses
 I am the paradise never lost
 Only you must evaporate before reaching me
 Play something else