The stars were shimm'ring in the gath'ring dark of the
vaulted 
sky.
The moon stared on through the twilight, a lidless,
unblinking 
eye.

The air was thick with cold as I passed beneath 
the
eventide.
I sank deep below the surface, seamlesly let go, 
and 
died.

I gave in to the hunger of the void that swallowed 
me
whole,
The deeper I sank, the more it became my breath and
my 
soul.

I felt insatiable thirst for the darkness that held 
me
tight.
The torrent of fathomless bliss devour'd my thoughts, stole
my 
sight.

Then as I closed my eyes, euphoria stabbing like 
a
knife,
You appeared, engulfed the shadows, and you brought me back
to 
life.

I knew not from whence you came, I only knew this much 
was
true:
There, on the shores of the morning, life was empty without
you.


©2004