As light as the softest whisper
       Evening stars spill
        Their light into
         The darkness.

     Your name echoes down
      The corridor of time,
        Pulling me into
           The magic
        Of this moment.

     I remember places of
        Ageless beauty,
      And everlasting play,
     Of loving and giving.

Shadowed hills, gentle breezes...
       The tantalizing
      Scent of Jasmine...
     Sounds of your voice?
       Catch me unaware.

 Through the blackhole of time
  Our lives have intertwined,
     Crossing and weaving,
  Creating a pattern of love,
       Of understanding.

  When we are apart, chaos
   And confusion dominate
          Our being.
      We are the gypsies
 Of the universe, solitude is
     Our only companion.

    Yet, I see reflections
      Of an innocent age,
     When loving was new.
   As the lazy autumn moon
       Weaves its' way
       Across the sky,
  I wait for you till spirit
  Once again brings us home.