Our love is a river,
Flowing through those joined by the stars.
The ripples washing over
And surrounding all.
It overcomes obstacles,
Rushes over wood, sand, and stone.
Tosses aside the debris of each day
To become one with the ocean.
Though the surface seems frozen,
It thrives beneath the ice,
Ever moving forward.
Nurturing and communicating,
Healing wounds and kissing away tears.
It ripples through darkness and light,
Never losing sight of the goal.
The sun evaporates the pain,
While the moon replenishes the spirit.
The bed below us is time to be carried away
Into a sea of eternity,
With the runes far below.
The rain plants sweet kisses
With every drop taken in.
It grows deeper, stronger,
Racing past the banks of trouble
Threatening to stop it.
There was no real beginning,
Just two streams that destiny saw fit to merge.
The path it follows is clogged with thorns,
But it shall break through the dams
Or find a way over them.
The fates stir on the rapids,
And the end is infinite and immense,
Churning full of rivers from past lives.
Constantly breathing and expanding
Forever room for more...

-L.C., 2003