Untitled - February 8, 2002

In the bright city lights
where shadow lives shelter,
a slow dance of two hearts begins -
meeting once in the past,
rejoining in the present,
seeking to create a future.

Like a giant chess game of skill and wits
with matching point and counterpoint,
each move is met
by a million possibilities -
each one endless in dreams.

Even as they are speeding towards
an unknown destiny,
the sound of laughter 
floating far behind,
every day slows down -
wanting to savour every moment possible.

Like a moth drawn to the bright lit flame,
the conflagration of passion burns,
bringing them to their knees in a fury -
only to be left yearning for more.