Alone on the tower of stone
he ponders existence
as the edge moves closer
thoughts of casting his suffering
into the abyss below
shadow clarity

He pines for humanity
the sound of a soft voice
singing of promise
the warmth of a golden smile
playing against his dry chapped lips
the touch of another's flesh
pressing against a cavernous heart

the feel of long flowing hair
brushing against his chest
the aroma of womanly desire
caressing his senses

the supple endowments
succumbing to his charms
the ripeness of yearning
filling his need

darkness fills his soul
desperation gnaws
as gravity pulls

Wait a Sound !!!
A fluttering of wing

A vision
Beauty in flight

She descends upon
the perch of despair
flying into his empty arms

she bears herself to him
in open surrender
as he kisses his savior
from a tormented past

his heart sprouts wings
and soars by her side
leaving purgatory
for the kiss of heaven

they bond in flight
escaping gravity forever