Ethereal woman,
Elf, goddess, angel, pixie,
Muse of my mind and heart...
I drink deep, fill myself
With your image,
There against the sky,
Your words,
Whispered on the wind,
Sent speeding to my ear.
The enchanted words,
A magic incantation,
Spell or conjuration,
Turning night to day,
Sadness to gladness,
Lifting heavy heart
Inviting me to soar with you,
Woman long time dreamed
Now no more imagined,
But flesh and fiery blood,
In a flight of ecstasy,
Ending in a brilliant blaze...
Or just beginning?
Donovan Baldwin