Nathaniel T. Hughes

There's a warmth in this cold, anticipation ringing clear, our future glistening on tips of melting buds: a rustling urgency, a fanning love; and beneath it all there's you: your heart wildly beating in candace with mine, drumming the vibrations of all I see, driving the motions for all I do: Nothing ever been this clear before, so ripe ready and restless: We're bursting with the linear nature of time; It's not long until you'll be infinitely mine.

The cold wind howls: Eventually I'll take you with me - not part by part, but completely. The dry air slowly creeping: My heart is dying to sweep you away - not into my life, but into the openness of love. It's the sounds of dissolution: It's not you or me: patience is embracing trustful freedom - the lion and the Tigress becoming one. Where the shadows once lurked there's a bright Sun: You're my home, the other half of my soul; we've been dancing all along, hearts intertwined with un-abandoned love. and where the moon used to hide there's an un-clouding sky: Finally come home: It's not really two worlds but one; you're already here together we'll just fall, purely open, definitely certain of this journey, purely perfected in our love.