Well, do you?

Will you?

Take just one look. One, long, lingering look...

But do me a favour? Take off your rose coloured spectacles, your nationalist flag, your preconceived ideas, your sense of ‘specialness’, your ego: Simply be.

One kiss.

One more kiss.

Just one.

One life.

One breath of air.

One desire.

Once alive,

no going back:

It is begun.

Past time was destined for the funeral pyre.

See me as I am:

Beyond the face and the greying hair.

Beyond the uniform of garment labels, tags, names, and logos.

Beyond the touch of my hand; the smell of my after-shave; the taste of my kiss; the sound of my voice; the marque of my car.

One bird.

One on wing.

White Dove.

One peace.

One lone pleasure.

A flower.

Unstoppable.

Irreversible.

In love.

In absolute awe of the Ultimate's love and power.

Understand me, please.

Accept me as your brother or sister.

My gender is not important.

Nor is the colour of my eyes;

The colour of my skin;

The colour of my persuasion; only, of my intent.

My sword is raised in salute, not in challenge.

One thought.

One whisper.

Pearl sheen.

One wish.

One bright sparkle.

A star.

Wherever you go, I have earlier been.

Two arrows loosed to travel high and afar.

So we meet again beneath this sun.

Once we were part of the same star;

Our tips dipped in the pool of golden light.

Our shafts stressed ready on the great archer’s string, and then…

Awakening to our individuality with that sickening thud in our premature bellies.

Remember?

© Griffonner (c2007)  (2026)