No end

Love me, love me, say you do 
Let me fly away with you 
For my love is like the wind 
And wild is the wind
                                    -------  From "Wild is the Wind" by David Bowie


          In the thick rain, my car's headlights are barely a glimmer a few feet ahead on the treacherous road. Yet I know this winding narrow lonely mountain road that takes me to you so well that I drive on it with wild abandon.  The overhang of the craggy mountain on the left side of the road is invisible in the dark of the night though I can feel it's ominous heavy presence. The car's engine is eerily soundless against the insistent metallic rush of rain on the roof of the car. The rain is trying to keep me from you. I had given up on the windshield wipers long ago and so I accelerate into the blinding rain, daring fate to do its worst. The feel of throwing the car around barely seen turns in the road is exhilarating. I will get to you. I rev the engine into the climb, prepared to not brake for anything. There will be no stopping.
 
         I know this road will come to an end, but I don't want it to and so in this constant rain I close my eyes and drive solely through memory of the road ahead.

         I hear the sound of mandolins.

Crime?

Is it a crime?
Is it a crime
that I still want you
and that I want you 
to want me too?
                           ------ From "Is it a crime?" by Sade 

In the far distance beyond the volcano, a drum beats out of time.

I caress your face with my breath and whisper, "tell me something from the dream that I am in."

In the moonlight, I hold you close in the dance, swaying gently. Everything fades into you, into the feeling of you in my arms.

It is not that without you I have reason to complain about my life. It is just that without you my life does not really feel mine. Tonight, in this very dance, you could say the words to stop the sun from rising and we can find our home in the never ending night of this world. Who needs other worlds and days beyond that?

In my arms, you can rest your face against my chest and tell me about all the other lives you have lived. I will kiss your hair every now and then and gently pull you back into the life we have together.

In the far distance, a drum beats out of time.