a breeze blows past my face

moving through

the room retains your touch

your fragrance

I regard the room within

its halflight

a part of you remained

when you left

to watch over your chamber

and welcome its visitors.

and I sense her invitation

to step in and rest

but I remain in the doorway

and silently thank the watcher

for her consideration

the other so like another

I'll await her return.

waiting in the hall...

a Haruchai

a command is given - protect her

we've shared all

that makes us one another

and... I miss her

I open lonely eyes.

your room seems empty

except for echoes

on the floor the rug where we sat

and gazed into eachother's eyes

all the words that were said

our eyes telling more

and the feelings we shared

they were never voiced

did we leave them unspoken?

capture my eyes

with a look

and I who believe in words - spoken and unspoken

listen to you in silence...

I understand

then I look away

and without a word...

you understand

as I turned

and walked into the hall

and then returned

drawn to the other

slow and hesitant

like an encounter on a lonely road

like the touch of your fingers

you turn and gaze into my eyes

and see...

they sing the same joy

the same love...

memories are made of this

and these are the things

a mind should hold.

we've set a precedent

for ourselves

as to which is more powerful

fear of discovery...

or fear of loss.

both knowing what was said

is it safe to touch... to love?

It seems without a word between us

I joined you there...

love made itself understood.

our nights and days touched us deeply

joined us forever

Ah, my heart... do not fear

I am right beside you

my proximity calms...

Dawn is but a few hours off

as we gently fall asleep

and side-by-side

we dream.