Glance like a spear, lips poised just so, say what you may,
Wrapped in velvet red, in a sea of black,
Moments trickle past, like ephemera, like diamonds in the sand, sparkling!,
Memories hang like dewdrops in midnight mist, reflecting the moon,
This ocean so deep and endless,
Yet your warmth like a coastal fire beckons,
Center of the infinite, arrested eternity.
-I.A.T.
…from the Madonna Project
