Thursday, December 26, 2013
Come, be my Love, and we'll mate
In far away, new places and
Future lifetimes, in loving commitment
To the alignment of our self-interests.
Meeting you again next lifetime
Will be such sublime joy
As only a Goddess incarnate
Could bestow upon her mere mortal.
We, twain, will conquer Sadness
And his cuckolded lover, Happiness
To an eternally sublime reflection
Of our merging-union as One: Joy.