He Goes His Way. We

They Kissed For The First Time Then In The Cold Spring Rain, Though Neither One Of Them Now Knew That It Was Raining. Tristran's Heart Pounded In His Chest As If It Was Not Big Enough To Contain All The Joy That It Held. He Opened His Eyes As He Kissed The Star. Her Sky-blue Eyes Stared Back Into His, And In Her Eyes He Could See No Parting From Her.

Writing Is Flying In Dreams. When You Remember. When You Can. When It Works. It's That Easy.

The Converse Held Reassuringly True: Daylight Was Safe. Daylight Was Always Safe.

Never A Possession, Always The Possessor, With Skin As Pale As Smoke, And Eyes Tawny And Sharp As Yellow Wine: Desire Is Everything You Have Ever Wanted. Whoever You Are. Whatever You Are. Everything.

If I Come Back, It Will Be A Place, But It Won't Be A Home Any Longer.