dragon spirit

I wrote this for my soul that seeks my soul

I long for the touch of you,

your velvet poetry.

even as i walk a way of darkness,

The light of your heart guides me.

in all the times and sunlit dreams past,

you were the end of my travels,

the reach of my strong arms.

Tonight, you are the beginning,

and it is in your embrace i fall.

 

 

Epics written of our love

fall sweet upon deaf, loveless ears,

and never pierce the shield

made up of human frailty

for words cannot follow

where souls intertwine.

Romance is not what we are.

it is life and truth and spirit,

much more real than

the airy memoirs of yore.....