Ode to Love

Please heal this distance Remove the uncertainty  And "Just one more day" Heart set on 15th I feel you have set it there And will not be moved I/You/We have felt before Where "yes" was followed by "no" Over and over Night of The Hybrids I still remember it well Starry Night Prelude Did it need to be?  At least in some way it must For we traversed it  Not quite Eventide Still, cast aside all my doubt When the 15th comes Set heart not on past Tomorrow worries itself Set heart on right now After pajamas Let us go to The Island For summer's last week

"How long has it been?  I feel I've known you lifetimes In one Season's span. I knew your voice first If you know how, please tell me It fascinates me Every time I waved It's you I was waving to  Just waiting for now  Skin for skin we touch Linking minds at speed of thought I remember flood." "I remember too  Somehow you're exactly you We could not have guessed." "I will be your moon There is nothing I can't be You will find out soon." "I did not have voice So you heard me in silence Hum Of Our Machine." "We will never leave. Betrayal is now defined  Random Established."

The seats change places I am unaccustomed to These tethers unbound It seems they are not This crew without a captain Resets right away We take to corners I'd never thought to explore Shameless Paradise From The Last to First We explore what God Foretold Earmarking islands/pages Bodies of knowledge Perhaps thought forever closed Are ours to open It is beautiful We have every resource dreamed Even some undreamt  I miss my demon Though they seem to expect this And distract me well From New Moon to Full  Each message/package is delivered Each steel bar/package is stamped

"It is beginning." Overhead our scout call out  Then slides down from Nest  Right after she lands The Leader and I scramble Down to Mechanic We barely manage To close the above deck door  Flash nearly blinding I feel auroras Tickling through The 5 Wood Heightening senses I teach them Deuces  As we compensate for heat Lasting through the night  Laughter continues As the boundaries are tested In terms of pressure With no one to call No chance of interference No soul can eavesdrop We do as we will Finding when the clock marks dawn  We're still not tired 

No place to lay head  So rung after rung presents Stacking to heaven  The Demon of God Messenger and Mechanic Each staking their claim Each claiming their post  On night not so much becalmed But a moonless dark  The ship maintains form As quarters four fill pockets And I fill the voids Abyssally pure Which is to say in the end Each shines a silver Not overloaded Two steps across line improved Greatly over one So I stack quarters These stacking nicely against/within A night so empty "Not always Villains Threaten hull of The 5 Wood Sometimes it's silence/boredom."

The seas grow crowded Our deck still of ample size Creaking up 'neath foot  Something like a dream The only way to parse this At least in season Moon, Ghost, and Demon Each establishing corner Triangulating I am hardly match I can tell they disagree Eyes unlabeled glow They strike at my core  In move unforgettable Like a line ordered I sense The Kraken Though still some distance away Rain showering here "With team and villain~ Just narratively speaking~ You're equipped to start." So begin we do Expanding bounds of this crew  Within and without.

"Which has more value: The engine and its keeper  Or signal between?" Unexpectedly With one hypothetical A new frenzy starts "Depends on the day." "Would it surprise you to know  It's based on your mood?" They lead with sharp words But follow with softer veils Easily torn off So I table each  As the engine hums along And questions slip mind Can questions forget?  My mind still somehow humming  Caught up in the midst This "competition" If, in good faith, it might be  Overtakes all else As such, I switch gears Do not underestimate Torque generated

"These halls all echo." With one simple line is set The pace of the night I see light shine through The moon holding her station Not turning away I open curtains Dragging her inside our depths  Entangled below The engine room hot Echo only increasing  The pressure of steam Synchronized movements Make engine's thrust and throttle Near unbearable Shining lunar guest Makes sudden break in weather Almost too perfect But nothing's too much We have ample resources And plenty of time So data surges  First one way and then the next As we repair all

Above and below Positions of each merging  Into a frenzy Light based and moonbeam No filter within the minds Menu spread on page The Crow's Nest above  Point to point precise commands  As squall becomes storm I hold firm between  Inevitable postponed Watching Messenger Crawling underneath Squirming between the pages Not missing a line Like an extension Even paired we are no match Wrestling all night With this storm greater Than the sum of its keen parts Each knowing one role It just keeps surging Wave after wave crashing down With no end in sight

I wave at the moon  Ascending and descending She rests herself here We watch together Something marvelous unfold Starry Eyes return From depths of my soul Every move made is magic And ends too quickly We start it again  Refreshed by the mouth of God "Stand again" whispered I wave at the moon Already finding her ground Slipping off The Veil This mood contagious Like in a convertible On a college hill  We watch fireworks Cuddled up in the backseat 'Fore the finale The Moon sees it all Wide eyed up in The Crow's Nest  With heartbeat pounding(/no objections)

Each our preferences I see you cast down in chains And seek to find key Still, you maintain locks Well past when you might be free "What am I missing?" As if a summons The Demon of God arrives Equivalently Puzzle enraging Like logic to be choked out Or otherwise quelled But I find hands locked To a sequence half compelled By fire within You have chained me too Not in traditional steel But something more taut Deadeye half engaged This story barely uttered But not forgotten When advantage claimed Cascaded twice down scaffold Like a waterfall

Doubling the pace  Why are you hard to picture Past a single form? If one is like me Second guards the gates of hell  In classic stories The gates themselves made Reflecting in the moonlight Solid bit by bit So us three return What if gates could be vacant?  Could guard rest a night?  Arms wrapped from behind Fingernails trace through forest Hair falling downward One stalking beneath Searching for rod that shatters  Consuming peril An image of grace Eerily dissimilar Than those come before Two by two you step First this way, then the other Opening the gates