reach for me as crepuscule obscures time’s passage–
flesh understands desire is transtemporal
hearts and minds know circumstance is not

live in words filling pages that will become immortal 
once our souls part from ephemeral existence 

craft a caim for this moment
conjur a spirit to strike a bargain for a future promise

to meet again–
as inextinguishable light seeking refuge beneath the horizon
as delicate illumination sparkling in disguise as marmoris
as impassioned orbs destined to converge in sempiternal ecstasy