You. Shining music of luminance within the mystery I am. Lucid pattern of sparkle on mist; constellated arrays of motive light surpassing love. Moment of movement, your wings are forever. You. The kiss I cannot complete; the ache that formed the basis of my name. Cruel enticements of eternity that draw me, ever fervently, to birth, to wonder, to joy, to agony, to terror. You are beyond, and far within me. My eye needs your spark to live, my heart must drink your birth to see. You. Shining music of lucid wings. Arrays of forever whose ache is birth. Beyond my heart, my name, my breath. The mist. The stars. A moment. You. Beyond. Your wings.