A Couplet

The throes of ecstasy in which conceived,
Unto me grant a rather long reprieve.

A Dream, Part II

I above her, she below me, dangling atop a bed of mystical height. We tangled in cosmic embrace, twirling endlessly in our several ecstasies, spinning furiously in our singular ascent. Mad though we were, her smile was divine, and such uncertainty as there was -- oh that striking face! oh unhappy fate!

It was kinda hot, though.

Where Art Thou?

I say to thee, to whom are given
all the joys of earth, I am driven

o'er hills and vales, lakes and seas,
groves and dirt, ground and trees,

that I may find, in all the world,
some glorious message, sign unfurl'd:

"To him awaiting, search no longer,
for it is found: be you stronger!

She seeks thee out, have you no fear,
Stay where you stand, shed nary a tear!"

Alas, however, I know 'tis true
that that which I should ever pursue

must be sought by me and will not come
until I myself be not so mum!