The clouds play shadows across the landscape; the moon their light.
The gusts dance upon the earth, tantalizing and teasing those who tread the night.
We are ghosts, whispering to each other in passing, but never able to connect.
The warmth of your flesh, the fire of your breath, the heat of your desire.
All caught upon the evening breeze and fueling the embers.
Come, let me see into your eyes, your mind, your soul, your spirit.
For it is through your eyes that your body I will cultivate and capture.
Mine to captivate and enrapture.
