Apparently it was time,
he entered, greeted.
I could not hold my need to know
no more than
blood can be held
from the heart.
Emotions erupted
with the blinding desire
to bind him there.
There where only I
could feel his response,
and know how
he was meant for me.
His name alone
rang out to my being.
The sound a summons
to the depths of my soul's ears.
A ripple across my senses,
pulsing in my veins.
He knew it was this way too...
no wind or transient mood.
We came to the
center of our web
and sang the joy of capture.