Where are you,

Wild dreamy eyed One I agreed to meet?

Have you forgotten your thousand year promises?

Here at the threshold, waiting.

Feeling breath on my neck,

Whispers in my ear,

Turning to find only Wind.

Yet still here at your feet

Though you notice not;

Shouting your secret name

Into the black full Moon night,

I light candles;

Write messages on Butterfly wings,

Heralding the starry eyed Lovers’ reunion.

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