Traveling.

.....Presented without comment...

The charcoal glitters in the starry light.
An ancient sight captured from times of joy.
A cold wind speaks of dances in the night.
Scents tantalize of old memories coy.

I tarried long in the place from the past.
My dreams and my ambitions once so dear.
Departed on the roads on which they're cast.
To leave behind this shell defined by fear.

I roused from sleep with a tug on my soul.
I looked up in those eyes that pierced me deep.
A smile that urged me to move from this knoll.
Reminding me of strength that love can reap.

Be my companion and beside me walk.
Our love will banish sorrow with sweet talk.

.....Aaron / Arontius.