Still in awe,
I remember the night of our trance,
agitated and trembling
I beheld your naked body.
Submerged to the depths
without breath or respite
I lost myself with no return.
From afar, I glimpsed my past
like one who gazes upon a shadowy blur.
My finest moments pale in comparison
to the ecstasy of being cradled in your embrace.
Before knowing you,
the cold of despair.
Before,
the present was constant oblivion.
Now the lucid presence.
Now the certainty.
You are the experience
that grants fire and purpose.
Continuous and eternal.
In your eyes, the arcane.
Yours is the mystery, the stars and galaxies.
Yours is the universe.
You, the priestess.
You are the arcane,
the strength and the prayer.
