Friday, July 13, 2012
Doctor Who and the Companions
Your name whispers back to me on an infinite wind.
My mind recalls feelings of bliss.
I longingly reach in fascination for nirvana,
Wanting to give you one precious kiss.
No longer a tactile sensation is this,
Bound to the earth in a golden mist.
My mind has grasped infinite dimensions.
This is no longer a simple, sensual tryst.
Together we soar, souls bound as one.
They fly fleetly over blue skies.
Our minds are so brilliant they blind the Sun.
We burn quickly and fade as love dies.