"the well is dry," the young man says "we not provided with the rain of love you may sit but beg pardon we have no drink but if it could be taught by you we wish to learn a dance so we may summon monsoon the gives the energy to harnest the spirit and serentiy that is the moon we could share the sweetest of nectar that was once fruitful in abundance but sun after sun has brought is glow heat dringing our lagoons and the well that here once was was also engulfed as one yet two." and i sit and poner with this man if i should dance with he man to man flesh to flesh no second thought dip dive with he
Aiden Waves, the cleansing fire
"just as the pureness of honey can sanctify my sins, i say let ur love blow in the wind...." -me!