my king to stand beside me
i Goddess to your God
ideals bound, thoughts flowing
like the blood of our communion
lifted together
thoughts like flowers flowing
recombine in infinity
to supply the world with the children of our union
not human, and in a different form
we are the starborn, marked by our aspirations
set on a direct course of collision - with each other
now we dance, each to her own stars
but on day we shall be
mingled endlessly
-5/19/00