midnight dark
is my true love’s kiss
of clove and citrus scented

cradled in the subtle
woven voices
of the conspiratorial night wind

soft as the silver-blue
edges of light
cast from nocturnal lanterns

sharing in silent thunder
secrets held in coffers
of crimson jade

blazing with the vibrance
of constellations
blown before celestial storms

full as skyward Luna
rounded and buxom
heavy with desire

veiling my worldly sight
so her truth can pierce me

blinding me
that I may see

one.....alone
estranged in mind
two gave one another
three arrived unbalanced
one afraid of alone
conspired with two
and left three belittled

age and time
thieves in the night
cannot steal your beauty
locked in my mind

live a life that would make a great movie, one that makes happy tears, it will be your only rerun in the end

when we finally came together
a tornado of fire appeared in the sky
it came for us

Curious clever beings us
blessed with the gift of reason
an ability to sit and think
and that is what has brought us
to the very brink
our talent for deduction
and logical construction
may ultimately sow
the seeds of our destruction