[verse]

In the deepest of my wildest lucid dreams, she always comes my way. And as the waking world dims, her shadow appears like a familiar shade. Slowly walking in.

Like a haunting love song, my soul's only angel over my guarded bed. I can't erase.

Opening a secret portal above where I lie to another realm where we can play. Telling me to take her hand, so we can slip away through its black gates.

No more worn or tired but too brave to consiouness retire.

We always fly as two, entwined into the grey smoke and translucent blue. And as always, while we fly, she always whispers, "Do you love me as much as I love you?"

And I always answer like the wild chancer I am.

"As much as Adam loved Eve, for in me do believe as we fly. The king and You, his queen, into the dark rift of The Great In-Between.

As watching angels sing as we are seen.

Oh rejoice! They have returned. The two once more reunited until dawn's new light.

The white feather and the flame. Praise be their names.

Oh, rejoice. Praise be they return tomorrow night.

Praise be. Oh, rejoice."

And so we fly into the smoky halls of the Greatest of Games. Spiritual lovers forever entwined until the day we die.

The White Feather and the Flame.