A distant star
beckons me
guides me
along my way.
Makes my lonely nights
so much brighter.
What a sight
for these eyes
at a time
when they were lost.
An unexpected gift
a siren's call
summoning me
back into the fold
back to the undead
to rejoin my senses
with tender beckoning
gentle prodding.
And yet
each time I reach
for her sweet warmth
my arms are greeted
only
by the cool emptiness
of intangible love.
© RRE 4-22-01
