I am in love with something that can never really be met.
Shes always standing just where the horizon falls into forever. Riding the sun solemnly down and then laughing as she rises with the moon.

She tourtures me in every idle moment. Calling my name and whispering promises of all the wonderous things hidden underneath silk and paper maps

A moth to a flame, I am burned and turned to ash and the Gods have seen fit that i am ressurected everytime and everytime i am filled with greater passion for her.

She has led me across grassy hills that morph in the breeze, unfocusing my eyes and showing me dreams.
through caves and cold creeks, long highways and longer nights.