Sweeping me up and out of my well kept home inside of myself
His shining ruby mind kept my magpie head and heart in a trance
I edged towards his jewelled existence
And then dove so deep and determined that my eyes refused to open
From the sheer rush of his fire embrace
I have resurfaced. Dripping with residual magic.
Passing by the moments of honest fusion it feels empty and forlorn.
Did I dream my dream to sleep?
Pages torn from a book so silently and swiftly my soul sails on unaware.
I’m left revolving on love-seeking stilts.
Around and around.
Ready to propel myself off
and into the starlight