...we move through the shadows.

My beloved Lycanthropus,
I accompany you on a path leading through the Darkness
We're destined to remain as we are; burning white hot
We'll dwell now anew within Our Light

Here is always there
And-can-never-be-destroyed....

To my Lycanthropus, my Eternity, with Love;

While the world awaited spring
We turned and faced Our Summer
And found its magic had not gone
While the skies were black as pitch
We were bathed in light, on fire in each other
While worlds beyond our eyes collapsed
We kept Ours alive, and promised it forever

Where we have been
Where we are for but a moment's time
Wherever we were, are, will be
We are always We
As long as here is always there

Feet travel over soggy earth
Hands grasp at frozen rocks
Eyes search the lifeless, lightless skies
We know it's out there
We've found it twice before
And we move toward it now

So oft-tired in our journey
Soaked with rivers that fell from our faces
Cut by the steely stares of dim lights
Forever afraid of losing hold of one another's hands in these darkened places
We're still We, for We moved on

We'll keep Ours alive, securely in forever
For here is always there
We move toward it now
For...

To Lycanthropus, whose soulful beauty never ends;

Night's come crashing in
Eerily so
Not a cloud nor a fog for cover, yet no stars are visible
The world as far as my eyes can see
Lit only by the dingy glow of street lamps
Which cast a sickened shadow
On the trees that line the roads
With their branches reaching toward the ground
As though they've grown weary of their place.
I take comfort in a scene such as this,
For it compliments how I feel
A perfect picture to accompany my longing;
Just as the trees await the spring
The lightless world awaits the day
I await the moment that marks my return to your arms.
Feeling your absence
Short lived as it ever is
Has made me wonder
How many times I have fallen deeper in love with you
And for how many reasons,
And I realize it is so hard to be away from you
Because those sweet many moments
Between the time we meet, and the time we part
All find me with more to love of you,
And I do love you so
Ever increasingly
And forever devotedly...

So, as this goes...I have managed to miss you yet again. Worry not, my Love, for it is a positive feeling...one which finds me with a smile stretched 'cross my face, because when not in your immediate presence I have you in two other ways; dreams and memories, how beautiful they both are!

I love you.

My beloved Lycanthropus...

So much for winding down...

I have been working on -it- my Love. I am hoping to have it completed tomorrow, for when we meet, though I may have to resume its production following our parting for the night, and give it to you when we meet again the next day. When this is all done, you will see to where all my words have gone...

I love you, my beautiful Wolf-being.
I shall see you soon...
In dreams now, in Reality then...
In Love forever.

MARCH
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

THE snow-flakes fall in showers,

The time is absent still,
When all Spring's beauteous flowers,
When all Spring's beauteous flowers

Our hearts with joy shall fill.

With lustre false and fleeting

The sun's bright rays are thrown;
The swallow's self is cheating:
The swallow's self is cheating,

And why? He comes alone!

Can I e'er feel delighted

Alone, though Spring is near?
Yet when we are united,
Yet when we are united,

The Summer will be here.

To the One who makes Life...Life; to my Lycanthropus:

A long awaited return to your arms...
And now here, on the other side, another wait...
Time inbetween as difficult to take as ever.
It seems that where so many elements and forces favor us,
Time refuses to fall in line,
Too oft-allowing the last stretch of Night
To demand your presence elsewhere,
Your breath released to the celestial bodies
That hang high above your bed
And stare at you like eyes
Glowing meagre and cold in their phosphorescence.
Rather your breath should be surrendered
To the body of this Celestial Being
Whose blood boils,
Enlivening her skin,
Setting her with an incandescent glow...
Your words are needed here
And know you where here is,
Here needs you to be near
To be close

R
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A
  L
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  T
I
  M
E
Ripples through my mind.

Here beats furiously,
Flailing and wailing
Begging for nearness
A sign of your arrival...
Now, why can't it be NOW
Longing runs abundant any time you are away,
But runs deeper and longer than ever these days.
Send me kisses across the skies,
Imagine an embrace between us,
Mark it, give it wings, push it on with a sigh
Bring yourself to me now,
I need you here tonight.
It becomes increasingly easy
To miss you
To know you're gone
To feel the burden of your brief absence
Time inbetween

R
  E
A
  L
-
  T
I
  M
E
Ripples through my mind.

So mocking and cruel
Seconds pass like centuries,
Hours like aeons...
Stop in during these small hours;
Leave a kiss on my forehead
And a note 'neath my pillow,
Stroke my hair
And hold my hands,
Run your fingers over my cheek
And whisper Love like lullabies...
Don't let me dream alone tonight.

I love you.
Sunday seems so far away...

For you, Lycanthropus, I've brought my Soul and these words:

When my eyelids are drawn down
And I'm dreaming in a conscious stream
Of all we've been together,
A point is clearly drawn,
Though I believe we both have long understood the message;
There is no other that could be to me what you are.
The emotion you inspire
The significance in even your slightest move
The undying wonder you create and allow me to embrace
The fire that never fades, forever fueled by the core of your soul...
For all you have been
For even understanding--
You have done what no one else could,
You are my Star, my Divine One.
For everything you are,
I could bestow upon you a wreath of laurel;
But I would rather wrap you in these arms,
For unlike a fast-brittling ring of flora
My embrace can last forever...
And it will.

I love you.
I cannot wait for this afternoon...

 

To my Heavenly Lycanthropus, with whom I am always
happy to don celestial wings and travel back in time;
And with whom I am always happy anyway...

A dark and stormy morning has come
But it's a happy memory
Of when your kisses fell on me
Under autumn's early darkening skies,
When your breath began to pour over me
Like pleasantly warm winds,
And when cascading veils of silver
Were drawn wholly around us,
Hiding us from the outside world.
Under the weight of rainwater
And the back-lit glow of the cover above,
Everything looks like it's been awakened,
Like a new energy is stirring beneath the surface
Glowing incandescently...
It was the same for us
In those days we've discussed,
THAT poem for you
What you were to me
A chiseled reply en français for me
What it did for you...
Time's never changed
But in it we have,
Growing into each other
Coming to know life within one another.
"Life without you don't amount to much
More than a handful of cawnbread and grits..."
Your celebrated return
An emptiness obliterated...
It all happened on days not unlike today
Though the days were outside
While we were in,
The weather electricity between us
A storm of new emotion
The birth of a new world
Exploration and realization,
Initial words of fondness turning gradually
Into words of something more,
Recited by us both, like a magick incantation
Invoking the spirit that would manifest itself
Into all of what we've become.
These memories we travel
The meanings we discuss
The lessons that we gather
And the times that never die...
Open eyes
Open minds
Open hearts
Open arms
Us then, Us now, Us in times to come...
Life between us does so oft-provide
Something new
But some things won't change,
And they were born on days
Not unlike today.

I love you.
You may have taken to rest for the evening, but the reminiscence didn't stop there. Another wonderful night was had by me, spent thinking of everything that brought about my feelings for you...

Words to you, my beautiful Lycanthropus;

Across the skies,
Across the sea and sand,
Diamond eyes search for others
But search for naught,
For we are alone.
We know as much
And we dance through days and nights
Revelling in the fact
By moving through one another
Knowing the value of every moment
The worth of every thought and emotion
And the pressing nature of time
Which hangs before our eyes
Like loose lengths of twine.
Across the skies,
Across the sea and sand,
We move to each other
Finding what we need
And coming to understand more
With the passing of every breath
How it is that we can be who we are.
I understand everything
When you pour your kisses over me
And wrap me in your arms
When you move beneath my skin
And set my blood ablaze,
To never have come to this
Would be to never experience
An integral aspect of what makes me feel so alive;
But to never have come to you entirely, my Beautiful One,
Would be to never have life at all,
For without you I would probably be...
Some silly, simpering girl.

I love you, my sweetest and most incredibly Divine One. I'll see you in just a short while...

To you, my Lycanthropus, I dedicate this song from Goethe:

PROXIMITY OF THE BELOVED ONE.

I THINK of thee, whene'er the sun his beams

    O'er ocean flings;
I think of thee, whene'er the moonlight gleams

    In silv'ry springs.

I see thee, when upon the distant ridge

    The dust awakes;
At midnight's hour, when on the fragile bridge

    The wanderer quakes.

I hear thee, when yon billows rise on high,

    With murmur deep.
To tread the silent grove oft wander I,

    When all's asleep.

I'm near thee, though thou far away mayst be--

    Thou, too, art near!
The sun then sets, the stars soon lighten me.

    Would thou wert here!