In the span of a summer’s longing, deep within the secret space of unrealized dreams, you appeared.

The scarlet color of my bleeding heart blended effortlessly into the golden rays of your intentions. and, for a gifted moment, we were two searching souls swirling in an inseparable union of love immortal.

All to quickly passed the glimmer of our destiny. The promise, however, remains fixed in time, favored now and then by the lucid kiss of life.

So shall we share another rendezvous with rapture, in another time, another place.
(c) 2002 Jeanne Bonine