After a long absence . . .

I find I'm more than eager to return to the swing of things. I've missed the natural order . . . the companionship and distraction I've found on the net. I never realized just how much I used it, not for fun, but for research. And well, yes, there was the fun stuff, too. *winks*

I've been busy writing though, despite it all. Somehwere along the way, I found the drive I needed to really start rolling forward and accomplish what I set out to do way back when. Though, really, I have to admit a huge part of that inspiration come in the form of a swift kick to the ass from someone very dear to my heart. You know who you are, darling, and I treasure every moment of our talks far more than you know. *smiles*

Maybe sometime soon I will share an excerpt from the book I have been working on. Until then, I will share this rambling free form I wrote the other day. A slice of my heart, the blood from my soul:

Fate Awaits

With trembling hand, I reach across the divide

An emptiness imposed by both time and space

But never an absence of the heart

For you are the breath that sustains me

And I am stained in your essence

The imprints you’ve left

The time we've spent waiting

Your words are a soothing balm to my soul

Your voice like the softest whisper from an angel

And just as forbidden

But I would cast aside heaven and its promises

I would forgo the gentle warmth of the sun just to lay beneath the shadow of your moon

For I am nothing in this world but yours

Speak to me not of right and wrong, for they cease to exist

It is your face I see, your voice that lingers in my ears

Burning, taunting, filling an insatiable need

The agony of absence, drawn by the well of loneliness

But I am never alone, for you are there

An apple fallen from the tree of Eden

My hunger, my thirst, my love . . .

Lay me beside you in the shadows, your breath upon my face

Whisper to me all that you would do, sweet decadence

A torture so exquisitely fine even Monet could not capture

The torch that blazes between you and I

The world revolves, the clock moves forward, and I let it go

For time and life both cease to exist without you to fill them

You fill the hollow cracks of my soul

A circle unending connects what no man has joined

A bond sealed by no lips but yours and mine

Take this bleeding heart and know that it is yours

An open testament of all that is and will be

And I will lie forever in the darkness

Spellbound and waiting--- eternally yearning

For your dreams and mine and all that is you

Adriana Noir ~ 2010