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