Shrouded in mystery,
Of crimson and grey,
Evening and night.
Moonlight beams, and a night of stars.
Both old and new.

Veiled in light smoke
And sugared lips,
A grasp.
At what might be.

Strong and forth-
Right? Or Wrong?
Tasteless..
Or Tender?

Questions-
Uncertainty..
A thrill... A tremble..
Delicious and disarming.

Soaked in honey,
Drenched in Wi-
ndows to your soul.
Tongues intertwined,
In conversation of
More than merely words.

Going back to the bassics,
The intermingling of the top melody
With the bottom.
Bitten lips and hushed tones.
Eyes closed,
Soaking up the experience.
Practicing for the perfect piece.
All, in time.

I used to trip over myself,
Trying to get to where I want to.
Now I've found a new road.
It's less traveled..
But when I walk,
My steps are not hampered.
I'm running, but I'm not stumbling.

Around me I see,
Beautiful lilies,
Finely clad; Not even royal garments
Could compare with their splendour.
My eyes fall upon
The gentle bubbling brook.

I stop and take a drink,
Hands cupped together,
On my knees..
I feel like I'll never go thirsty again.

Sunshine bouncing off the green leaves
Of tall trees.
They seem to go on forever,
Strong, never to be uprooted..
Planted by the water.

I keep running,
Not growing weary..
Strength, continually renewed.
I don't know where the path leads,
But I have no fear.

My plans are up,
In the air,
But I know...
They're all in control..

I stop,
Falling unto my knees in awe.
I have a Revelation..
It's my Twenty-first year.

I draw a deep breath, and yet another.
3,4...
I rest..
5..
You make all things new.
6..
I'm at the beginning and the end.