I look upon ethereal faces
And I see your eyes gleaming with immortal fire I envelope your lips and whisper slowly sensuosly into your throat words of wisdom, words of love, words never heard but felt in your belly like feelings eternal darkness of the soul your presence a beacon, head into the light, the cold absolution of passion flower pettals falling swiftly through blowing breezes onto your lips that I kissed eternally with my breath even though you weren't there when I was alone love still I felt for you that first night when our souls, our bodies our minds merged together hearts beating in that rhythm that we maintained until no longer were we together but apart yet still joined by life forever attuned to nature by our beloved night, one night, yet so much meaning did it contain we lost something though but did we gain that wich we sought, that wich I sought when I first kissed you? I hear your belly rumble now hungry for more words that only I can send with unknowing intelligence of what grows there, deep within a seed perhaps a life but then again what youth can say what belongs to who when nights maintain our love and days make it grow, feed it's hunger perhaps one day our merging will produce a legacy into the future reaching into the past for strength and knowledge and they find us by a shooting star, immortal in those that follow us forever quite fields of ghostly shadows flitting from blade to blade and back again into my hand for that is the nature of our strength flowing outwards like a river infusing those we know and lending them our might, our right to be beloved of each other over again we stop we start to be alone yet together with our own, our own kind shapeless until shaped by the eternal chaos of living.

all text Copyright Cary Preston Richards, 1999