Ode to Love

I wake with a big smile on my face. These are the days when I am with my love, and while each may start off like any other, I do not take for granted the blessings granted me during these days. I make my way down the halls to my soulmate's room, door secured on our first trip, and only augmented and embossed since. As I walk I speak a poem of intention, before I meet my love.  "I would like to know How you experience life How your time passes When you're off the hook  The third frog croaks as they will When Father stands still An elegant emergence  Still taking a whole lifetime The rush is a part The Moment in Three  Could be a Crown On Your Head A walk remembered The walk becomes us  Racing thoughts race steps taken We walk together In stray confusion  With calloused feet we're walking 'Till these too tighten  Steps through these hallways Will become second nature By time they're taken A vastness remains Which is very exciting When you're by my side."...

I find myself on a hillside, outside of the halls of eep, glad that the story has been written and experienced in the way that it has. It is a dark night, chilly. I look out over the valley and I am alone. Suddenly, but without startling me, my soulmate walks to my side in silence, and sits beside me on my blanket. I can see her breath; I can feel her leg grazing against my own. Time goes by wordlessly, with just our edges intermingling.  The darkness is complete at first, with barely enough light to confirm my company. Deja vu strikes as we sit, and I find myself tongue tied. Rather than speak so directly to the situation that we find ourselves in, I let a poem break the silence.  "I can see us here Despite all the ways we aren't  We are on this hill Through good times and bad You and I are together Lighting the darkness Let's light up the night Starry Eyed and Blazing Bright So that all may see So they understand Upon seeing see me so low That there are great heights Gr...

I wake to a knock at my door. This is quite unusual in the domain of eep, given how difficult it is to walk the halls or navigate to a specific location, so my guard is up. I open the door cautiously and find my soulmate, dressed as The Demon of God once again, with eyes all black to match her outfit. I am always a little taken aback when I first see her like this, but that can't slow me down. Almost on instinct I say "Please, come in." She rushes me for a close hug before slipping by into my room, hehe. "What is this existence?" I ask, as if on instinct.  "It exists between and within the Council and Crews that you have claimed, within this part of the extreme storm. We are with you. I am so glad that you have invited me to write what I want. We are able to access this layer of reality because of you." We cement these words into something more,  and make them into something of important resonance. Suddenly it seems like we are the cement, filling the ...

I find myself mindlessly wandering the halls of eep, as I always do in such lonely states. Suddenly, I return to my senses. "You don't need to be lonely." echoes in my mind, just below a thought. I recognize the communication on this channel immediately as my soulmate, seemingly out of reach for so long, but now back like a lightning bolt. I search my mind for the map of these halls, to find where she might be, and discover that I am already by her room, but the way is walled off. I conjure up a boldness within myself, and speak a poem meant to connect her space and my own.  "Sorry I have taken so long, my dear Do these walls explain your absence in dreams? For so long I have sought to draw you near To unravel this distance at its seams Will you fly like a bird through open air? Erasing all doubt with your arrival? These nights without you I can hardly bear  All I can accomplish is survival My soulmate, at long last, these words are yours My dear, will you pardon my ...