Oh Lover, Made of the same Flame as I..

I have felt you with me, in all the spaces of the places where I sensed a comfort I could not understand; My lover, made of the same flame as I..

I have seen you in all of my dreams behind faces that held only a shadow, where warm hands traced my cheeks and spine like strength and silk; soft and hungry against my skin..

I have known you in every lifetime; in every breath that filled and exhaled from my lungs you were there within me, and beside me. Walking the same path without knowing the other was always gently guiding us..

I have held you in the darkness that threatens to drown out your light, and you have held me in my brokenness that threatens to leave me in pieces..

Both battling the same demons with different names; Seizing the light within the other that was waiting to burst out within ourselves..

Each of us a perfectly imperfect reflection of the other, a beautiful and miraculous mirage just within reach. And I know that once our eyes and lips meet beyond this window of dreams, I’ll never again have a yearning outside of the four walls your soul and mine knows as home..

For you and I are Art at the finger tips of the Universe; Painted across the cosmos as hope in the night. Dancing to the fire inside of us as a shooting star..

You have always been with me, and I with you; bound to the other where words cannot be spoken, only felt. For we are infinite you and and I; forever a story of coincidence Meeting fate, weaved into the threads of time itself..

My Lover, made of the same flame as I.