Declaration...

A Declaration of Love

It feels good, your being close to me. Images stir in the recesses of my mind. Images of dancing fires and endless nights. Images of a time never to be forgotten. Images of you.

Dreaming dreams of forgotten lore. Stories known only by storied tellers that have been passed on faithfully from generation to generation. Tales of love and hate, joy and sadness, of great heroics, and wonderous magics. Mmmmm... and music from a forgotten instrument with tingling, haunting melodies...

A trail. Time worn with the trudging of countless feet and wagon wheels. Away from civilization... into the dark baron forests and badlands. A place of contrasting beauty. Hues of red and brown and tan and green and orange... the soft and warm crackling blanket of nature's fallen leaves.

The brook babbles and gurgles happily. The fire is ringed with stones to contain it and to add their radiance as they reflect the heat. The smell of cooking drifts on the breeze, such a gentle, barely whispered breeze...

In the stillness of the moment, the between time when the day creatures are silent and the night creatures have not yet begun their song... that moment just before darkness, we lie on the pallet of leaves and feathery down that together, we have lovingly prepared.

A contentment born of knowing that the power we posses is to be shared with the one we love, that we are bringing together spirt, undaunted by the encumberances of intruders, slowly sweetly we join, and allow the passion to build in us, slowly at first.

I can feel it... I can feel our joining. I can feel our joy... our passion as it soars, unemcumbered and unteathered. Do I know, Oh yes, how I know... and return it to you... tenfold...

You are my love, my lover, my heart of hearts. You bring joy where there was darkness. You have brought me a light in the night. There have been moments lost, but not this one. Not this time, we are here and we two are one.