The light from the distant stars emulate quietly, embers of my love for the.
Burning, pin points in the blackness.
Such is thy love in the darkest night.
Teetering on the presipus of our lives.
A roaring ball of flame, soft as a feather drops, fluid as the rain.
Quiet like a lullaby murmured into an infants head.
All I ever wanted, I see. I wish only that it could have always been this way.
Every moment.
Alpha, omega.
Beginning and end.
The essence of living is to be together once again.
Bright like rays of golden sun dancing on thy head.
Deep like the gray-blue-green of the oceans behind thy lids.
Rugged as the earthen tones graced upon thy face.
Soft as an equestrian muzzle, thy lips. Velvet, an indescribable, complex, shade of -skin and pink.
Oh, how they search after me.
The oceans tides rise and fall in chase. The waves trumultuous in their pools of white. Quiet and choppy, one in the same. Black centers ever shifting.
The earthen mountains, progress and still as you command. Strongly holding a jaw line within.
The crown of golden wheat lies atop your head. Spry and blowing with the wind. It sustains me.
It seems redundant to say then, that quite simply, there are times you consume me.
I am left breathless and content in thy wake.
A void completed.
Droplets of water on a glass, turned to starlight in a glance.
My life, Now. 