Past the River North

Sweet and sour, your love commands like a mirage…to know bliss is to know truth. I saw the letters, sealed with desire and steeped in the taste of your virtues. Now, in this moment, I too can tell of my journeys. Follow me home tonight. We’ll drink red wine and fall in love under the moonlight. My chambers lie to the north, past the river, into the very abyss of insanity. You once longed for this. You craved the ecstasy, and truth be told, I desired you just as deeply. I never wandered far, until now. To find you, my beloved.

To yearn for you. To feel your touch against my skin, the weight of your kisses, your hands cradling the swell of my breast... a fortune of deep passion and unbound bliss. I’d follow you to the ends of the earth, across riverbeds beneath treacherous mountains, through dark caves hidden under ancient temple ruins. A sanctuary built for kings and queens. I’ve painted my lips in crimson, scented my hair with sandalwood and rosemary, and dusted my silk sheets with marigold. When we make love, we will lose ourselves in a serenade of flora and fire. To you, now and always, I belong. My one true desire. My lover and my friend.