cold hearts dream
of lost childhoods.

but you & me,
we
founder together
in the crucible of our love.

squealing delirious,
and dancing with glee.

and the wonder of youth rushes forth
on sweet tiny little feet,
greeting us with jubilant smile and wide trusting eyes.

our future is secure:
you,
you, &
me

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.

sliding soft &
ascendant
across a smoky void.

the sky is yours.

I lie awake
roused by a tantalizing touch,
stroking
the beast
inside….

and I throw back my neck
and devour
all
of
you.

yes,
I am still yours.

but,
perchance my honeyed words
of lust
and love
have grasped
a wisp
of your
splendiferousness,
and blasphemous vivaciousness.

,

and
for a moment as dear
as a wasp’s hair,

you,
are mine too.

grace-
imagined.

adoration
misplaced

hope-
…….

and now I wonder,

is your serene glow
but
a reflection of my wonder?

have you dreamt of my fire tipped words
dancing across your virgin lips?

blushing,
but for me?

I think so.