Epilogue/Prologue (and the stuff in between too)

underneath, and
between the rapturous birdsong,


and


hovering over every golden burst
of dawn,

lies
Fear,

greedily waiting
to devour your flame.

waiting
to sap your pleasure

waiting
for your fall.

Except,
the beauty of nightingale’s sorrow,
and
the blinding glory of our favorite star
lifts true believers
above the pesky threats of love.

so,
my cumbersome angel,
come,
glide
on winds untold,
and let us,
together, fall
eternal

Lua Lust Longing (Samhain Blues)

beneath this wisp
of phantasmic mist,

 

i wait

 

for you.

 

 

soul,
surrendered so
long ago
to your pale brilliance.

 

 

but where are you?

dancing with
Samhain?

this is Samedi,
so don’t leave me
longing,
in vain.

Devils
and Demons and
Prayers to the Dead,
belie
the wonder
of you….

mystical

fantastical

luminous

you.

so,
i wait,
with impatient calm,

wait,
to glimpse again
your shadowy light,

glimpse,
that i may once again

touch
mine infinity.

 

 

slipping
&
sliding
through this patchwork sky,

fly
free.

 


fly
safe.


fly back ,


to me.

flight

sundered
by circumstance,
distance,
and
time,
two hearts
glide shyly
across the moonshadow…

seeking

union;

&

yearning

to collide
once again,

and rejoin the
flow,
and
rise of Destiny;

&

freedom,
so that the miles are nothing more
but a dream
long
forgotten.

burning
with a desire,
for a future filled with delights;

nourishing the flame
of promise,
kindled
by the
presence
in each passng moment:

each kiss
&
every hello;

every embrace
&
every time we come,

or go.

so let us dance,
together,
under the moon’s light.

let our hearts be one
on this lovers’ night.

Night Breeze

sliding
away
without a care,
Destiny calls your name.

will
you follow, or
stay?

do you even
remember
how to play?

dancing
into
infinity…

spinning wonders
stolen
from hot gossamer winds,
pregnant with promise, lust, and adventure.

sinking deeply,
into the beauty
of our love.

now,
here comes the rain

and the thunder,

and all the magic in-between.

let us weave tales of beauty,
and of love, and
Angels shall fall
to hear our song.