Darkness engulfs;
doesn't ease its way into your life
it enters with a simplicity that gently reminds;
vulnerability exists to the degree of latitude that is individually provided.
I owned the dusk.
There was something magical about the sky reaching down to the very tops of the trees to close the day that I found mesmerizing
My youth was spent running free...
The Stonehenge tree formation,
grown to gather near roaring fires
crowned me 'King of the grand circle'
Spectacular vision into the evening sky
where I held court
nightly
On the eve,
as we were walking slowly along, no agenda to be had
I turned, with sudden stroke of thought
took her hand into mine and led her out into the acreage
something churning
changing
aching for even more than I understood at the time
The vibrancy of the darkness wasn't lost on me
it fed
served a primal need not yet explored
though surely felt
with depth
its pressure building the closer the proximity between us
First with silent gestures, subtle...to guide;
urging her to follow...find her way through my perspective
It came to be that I dressed her...
serving the natural curves of her body
with material that pleasured my senses
bathed
fed
subsequently dominated with completeness
It stirred within her as well;
the longing awakened
I became father to her child
To overwhelm was to follow instinct
Midnight cloaked ulterior motives
I'd no sooner explain, preferring time to unfold;
reveal
She was brought to me by my father
this I heartily embraced as significant to fulfillment
no question as to purpose;
in my young mind
There came in the night
transition
I faced the obligatory need to procure capitulation in its purest form
my demeanor had been altered
permanently...
What I desired
I would posses.
I opened the door to my chambers,
ushered her in and away from the innocence of childhood
never a question of consent
she loved
adored
succumbed...
With winter came shorter days
and the loss of her
I waited years
seemed endless to me;
the trials
tribulation
unimaginable at times...
Couldn't fathom living without her
not any longer
after everything endured
She rushed back in;
questions abound regarding the darkness
memories that she couldn't escape
her life having spiraled;
as mine had done
I opened my arms in welcoming solace;
once again she took my hand and headed into the night
this time never to return to the mundane
normalcy simply not our path to follow
When the night came, as it must, we humbly re entered the world that we once called our own
I expressed my intent to reclaim what was my paternal birth rite...
with iron will if need be
She knew me as her one true light
came to me willingly
with the humility of a life lived aching for the father to her heart
first love...
I came to be her husband, she my beloved wife;
as it was always meant to be...
Vows taken
promise renewed...
"King of the grand circle" I reign over the dusk
keeping her heart vested with mine
shielding
father to her child...
From my hand to yours,
Sawyer
Saint Andrews
