We Are Free

Muted blue of cosmic hues -
the shimmering of stars imbue
the night with endless grace.
And there, within a timeless place,
the opposites live on in unity.
One unto another's mystery.

Sweet and strong
the whole night long
is filled with ecstasy.

Scintillating scent of fantasy.
Orgiastic motion lived in waves of pure infinity.
A flush, a blush, and then the rush
of feeling into all eternity.
At last, the time has come
and we are free...

? Michaelette ?

7/2/2002
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