Dreaming in blue.
How his head spins.
Wide awake, but asleep
Feeling the need to know.
Dreams tumbling into nether regions lost in many a bitter nightmare.
They are from the wrong side of loss.
Leaving a hollow desperation.
Two suffering souls.
Buffeted by the winds of dire consequence.
When he sees her crying.
He wants to cover her.
To exorcise her pain.
Reclaim her from the forces of disaster.
Then to carry her
Into his homecoming sphere.
Just to console with her in the most intimate joining.
An image so frequently changed...highlighted in blue....he sighs
And how he wishes to fight.
Push back against many a demon.
To heal the wounds, the scars.
Killing fear and every indifferent thought that betrays.
Things like this make him sick.
He wants more than he ever could express.
Not a puppy love, oh no.
Arms stretched to pull his lover deep into the darkest of ever knowing harmony.
A burning ...a sacrament of love.
Love to last a millennia.