Take him!

Take him from my dreams!

Take him from my schemes!

Take him from my mind!

Take him from the time that I once felt alive—

when he took me back across timelines and eras

when my soul was on fire and my stanzas were clever

when we made love out of words and bodies and minds

when we travelled through air, space and time

to find one another,

delve into each other,

ignite a great fire of mutual pleasure

when all of our hopes and wishes and sights

were exponentially growing and forming with might…

— might we actually pull it off ?

— might we actually be the promised ones?

— might it all come together as we’d come together

…. as we’d come

…. we’d come

…. we’d come

… undone.

He’s gone.

Taken.