Entwined

Only then, even after bouts of insecurity does he ever feel at ease. Nothing, corporeal nor ethereal, could match the feeling of contentment, the bliss of which this entwinement  produces. The gentle caress, the recurring thought repeated over and over redundantly. The longing of this to last, to be of permanence. Frustration angers him. The stagnant air slowly envelops his soul as he dissolves into the damp shallows. Insecurity and uncertainty prevails as the thoughts of tomorrow bombard his being. Sinking again he tries to fight the current. The frigid cold, biting again, working it's way through his will to persist.

He retreats.

Forever, redux.

I'll love her, no matter what. Whatever happens, I'll stand by her, through the caustic rain, through the biting cold, the abyssal descent. I'll be with her. Forever.

The Impossible is Possible Tonight.

These things I confide.
For these things I can not hide
From you. Life is hollow, broken
Without you. Left unspoken
These words. Can not happen
The dreams I had of you and me.