Into the Evermore

A chemical infusion, eyes met eyes.
Unscientific resolution as the soul grew wise.
To know the feel of love that lives forever.
Waiting there, below the cold and bitter.
Withdrawing from those rote,
repeated movements without meaning.
Gently, he approached her once again.

Tempted to forgiveness, all the anger was disbursed.
A newborn magic born to lift the awful, ancient curse.
Whispering her name inside his head.
Abandoning himself to all the images that bled
his strength away within the distance unresolved.
Round, the way of spirit's dispensation.
Natural, the swing of their attention.

A chemical infusion, eyes met eyes.
Unscientific resolution as the soul grew wise.
A womb, a snake, the uroborus.
Joy found within an angels' chorus.
Fear no longer livid in the mind.
Reaching out, his gentle touch would
find response of like to like.
As the balance of equality
became a stream that flowed
into the evermore again...

? Michaelette ?

5/24/2003
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