tread and  breach without

fear, this alluring wild--

as shadowy hives of elder

nights obscure feet to lose

you to yourself.

how persistent the call, raw

with the uncompromising sound

that carries through the agony of distance.

****** and metallic, wise to the

hunt's arc--guiding thee my love.

straddling through complexes of

sure death, our combined strengths

will break the clamp of jaws.

where we'll steal a kiss that will pronounce

us sovereign predators.

as the feeling of otherness

and sameness grow as one--

love offers its complete intimation.

with a force that could rip one

out of the body, as soon as keep

one in it.

a likeness smiles everywhere, as a

child dreaming out into an open space.

i am that child now, you are that child

now--as we reach out our hands

and take hold as never before.

though a circle dissolves--

never underestimate its

memory.

it is far more than the

shape of things.

how many oceans has

it married--tell me?

how many is it marrying,

will marry?

there does come a time

when you get centered

in it--with your greatest love.

to finally let go of the shape

of things.