Ink Stained Soul…

I like to think it all fell into place somewhere.
That we fell and no one ran.
We both knew and wanted it all.
That our intensity never faltered.
Obsession and passion never went too dark.
That we burned for one another night after night.
Lighting the world ablaze with the enormity of us.
The secret language was one of our super powers developed over lifetimes.
Warriors, fierce, lovers, and each other’s havens.
That time and beauty never crept in rotting us.
Somewhere we walk side by side.
Our heart and desires echo a call only we know.