Before I changed partners
Caught in a waltz of my own making,
I would find myself dancing alone.
Discovering my forte was
A two step brought me clear understanding
That I'd been looking in all the wrong places.
Holding the soft hands of new partners,
Discovering our own rhythm,
Moving closer and closer;
The dance of life more intricate than I'd imagined.
Noting how well she compliments me;
How well we move together;
Our bodies swaying to a rhapsody
Made from the age old rhythm of desire.
Each partner, a concerto;
Each dance, a symphony.
And I shall be both maestro
Dancing as fast as I can.
Looking over at your sleeping form
My eyes roam carefully over ever inch
Marking it, savoring it
Just as I did with my hands and mouth
I can see my fingerprints on your flesh,
The imprint of my teeth at your throat,
Your neck, your belly
And remember the urgency of
The sound of your lust pounding against me,
Making me hold you tighter
Love you deeper
And faster until time stands still
And we both fall into the deepest
I raise my eyes once more to caress
The fine soft hairs at your temples
And see your eyelids flicker and then
The want so palatable, so pure.
And sleep is forgotten as you mark me
With your love,
The feathered darkness
That wings o'er head
Bodes ill will
But cannot compare
To the midnight tresses
Of the dark mistress.
Nor can the coldest sky
Stand a chance 'side
The cobalt vision
Aimed your way
As beauty walks
Hand and hand
With life's illusion.
The lucifer star
Wanes as the luster
Of her smile promises
Both haven and ruination.
Touch not the burnished form
Of Death's emissary
For her kiss,
Much sweeter than nectar,
Shall carry you to the
Dark Lord's realm and
Your torment shall be but
One more stone she will carry
Before judgement casts
Its cruel eyes upon her.
Delusia's a place where singing's no crime
Where all you need do is make a quick rhyme
As Gabby and Xe were lying in sand
Did anyone see Xe reach out a hand?
Who really knows just what they do
When out of the shot and away from the crew?
Some Xenites think they cuddle up close
Does Gabby get stoic and Xena verbose?
Some like to think they share more than a kiss
But PTB aren't talking, they're side stepping this
Whether Gen or Alt their love's plain to see
Cos they share a bond thru eternity.
The 'verse has a fix on you
PTB play some tricks on you
We'll never know if they 'do it' or not.
Gamble the worth of Xe and let her bed Gabby
Don't shy away, oh PTB!
If it is written, please don't erase!
My head is too heavy, my heart too weary.
The pain spreads across my shoulders
Radiating down my arms.
Sorrowful eyes clenched tightly and
My heart beats like an bee, trapped
In a bottle, filling my ears, drowning hope.
Gathering strength, I open my eyes
And find myself hanging, suspended
Over an endless pit of darkness.
My fingers are bent over like talons
Trying to find purchase, trying to delay
Wanting and needing and yet still unable
To ask for something, anything to stop my fall.
Closing my eyes once more, so tightly, that a
Million stars invade my being, burning a path
Along every vein, every nerve, every muscle.
Feeling an anguished scream, ready to be born
Trying to burst from my very soul.
Where there is light there must be hope.
Where there is pain there must be life.
And my scream turns into a defiant roar
As my crooked fingers dig deeper into the
Harsh surface of my life.
I won't let go.
Xe and I, starin up at the sky
Thankful our day is done.
Fightin with might, doing what's right
From dawn til the settin sun.
She does her best to get off her chest
All the nasty and cruel things she done.
Travelin o'er Greece and making the peace
She'd atone 'til she thinks she's won.
But I already know, seeds of forgiveness will grow
And Hades will grant her reprieve
Cos he could see her good heart, right from the start
Her Destiny the Gods did weave.
As I look across that space and gaze at her face
And see my love look back at me!
I had thought she was dead, it filled me with dread
Now Death's cold vision will never be.
Cos who can say, had Cortese not come that day
Where Xe of Amphipolis would be?
I know I would wait as the Fates would dictate
For the Warrior Princess, my destiny.
Xena sits by the fire, lost in
The horrors of every day life.
She fights alone, finally realizing her
Way was not the path best chosen
For one so gentle and mild.
Her dreams of the bard being her partner in
All things, mere wisps; forever lost;
Their paths separated yet part of
The same eternal soul.
April 28, 1999