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We looked into eachother's eyes,
The Twinkle I saw stagnated and then spread throughout the room,
Leading unsteadily to my heart.

In the shadows grows a small flame that glows eternally,
Against the corner I lay,
Spread out consiously, waiting.

For What...?

It seems that the comfort is there,
But no soul with the gift,
Light peers through the cracks,
Igniting that small flame so it can dance again.
One last dance I thought to myself,
Once more night of dancing in that darkness,
As if it were a firefly on a warm summer night.

Blood, there was blood!
There seeping from the walls, Blood.
Not blood from wounds and pain,
But blood of those who can spare a little at their willing.

Tears, Blackened tears of sadness ran down her face.
I held her hand, and she tightened her grip, Just as I did.
Then she said, "It seems we share the same Despair."

Blindly I stepped to the edge and fell graciously,
Into hallowed out shapes of the the moon and stars.
The fresh splash of water as I collided.

Quickly I awoke,
Some how I felt as if all would be okay.

The flame in the corner was still dancing that darkened dance.
And it dried my cold, wet, and battered fleash,
She came to me,
We kissed in the moonlight,
As we walked the field to our tree.
Which once bled a dark, rich, nectar with a sweetend taste of wonder.
As we lay on the cold, soft, sand on that lonely beach,
The clouds formed together swallowing the stars and moon.
And Leaving us alone with that feeling that would complete our hearts and souls.

Soon the darkness fallowed.....