Tangos through the silken mist
Transcending the space between realities
Prodding
Informing
Quickening of the dreaming pulse
While all the time
Synchronising
Beating hearts keeping time
Rhythmic hypnotic moments that wander past
Since the apple first fell
Bitten in lusts frenzied dance
Dreams have become life’s invitation
The world between
Woman the guide to man, with man the woman’s
Cajoling each in the mists
What is to be?
What has gone?
Separated
Yet one and the same within all realities
The now being all, yesterday, today and tomorrow
Open flowers in the mind
A lifetime of tangos