Someday somehow all our secret moments
will just fade--traceless, indescribable,
like soft breathing in a summer breeze,
Someday somewhere the hot fires
of our heart's desires will simply cease--intractable,
impalpable, like a warm caress in an ocean's crest,
Someday sometime the restless tide
of our endless longings will merely stop--wordless,
unspeakable, like a siren's song in a thunderstorm,
Someday somehow this diaphanous transparency of being
will suddenly vanish--invisible, intangible,
like a strange mirage in the morning mist,
Someday....