It started with Intrigue

A poem with no structure

(throughout and within)

the many different threads-

that lead to ineffable dimensions

only one söul will match your heart

one soul has a soñg

(a chord that equals yours)

composed of notes and rhythms

that define the threshold of your being

the heart beckons, yearns, hopes

...for the inevitable matçh

,

a rare purity in a dark shrouded breath.

such,, the moment strived after arrives

the intangible heartstrîngs intertwine

(life in a state of petrification, watching)

as something precious solidifies

-something that makes the devil cower

-something that staves away the night

-something that causes evil to crumble

-something that removes the “wrong” from the “right”

the strings strike a chord

(one of perfėction and ease)

one in which a smile brings peace

;

and so a love is born,

two hearts are locked in place:

each providing balance,,,

each providing an indelible embrace.

let me paint you a picture

of two souls that stumbled into existence

that connected on a dimension unknown

that encompassed omni-distance;