The waiting is over

Apr 29, 2009 12:42

Yesterday evening was the most beautiful I've gotten to be a part of..perhaps ever.
A night of gathering to say goodbye to a house I was just saying hello to.
We the people of the village night, at the mercy of the musically possessed.
A melancholic pianist hammers out Chopin and brings tears to my eyes, while a willow tree
twangs her banjo like a manipulation of the finest kind.  DG on the harp we singing our anthem for when we finally rest.
And a very reserved man who is excelled in the area of swinging fire.

But it was Orion who kept my eyes open and it was he whom I feared.  A beautiful man.
Pass the sweater along, though I don't know if I'll meet anyone anytime soon who I'll feel the urge to betroth it too.
Jesse and Christine; bodies of two, presence of one whole which is rarely rarely seen.  An endangered jungle cat in our world these days.

The night is what I needed.  I was frightened and heightened.
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