In emerald green, she haunts the mist
The satin drapes her breast
Flowing down her ample hips
Outlining all the rest

She walks between the realms of which
Her lover, there, awaits
Entwined in spirit ecstacy
Bedamned by all the Fates

He beckons and she heeds his call
Drawn like moth to flame
Consumed within his passions
Giving back the same

She tastes his kiss, she feels his touch
Her phantom knight, and lover
Obsessing just to be with him
To love him like no other

The satin moulding to her breast
His hands that cup each one
Pressing in..devours her
Before the night is done

The dance begins..green satin doffed
Absorbed within eachother
Swirling, pulsing energies
Becoming one another

Supernova....stars collide
In cosmic full array
Giving birth to other worlds
With futures-past display

She feels him deep inside her
He feels her all around
Ascending beyond heaven
Not wanting yet, to ground

But with the dawn,,the lovers part
Back to thier earthly place
Until, once more, at eventide
They meet in astral space

*when souls are left searching for their other half...when this exixtence has seems to shortchange us for true happiness...perhaps. to take a step into astral cosmos..we finally find what is missing........love..k