Risen Soul

His presence consumed me it was Kismet
It was as if she entered a space in time so unfamiliar unknown yet knowing
He had come to her in her dreams a nameless faceless entity
While she had yet to touch him she knew his touch and the nourishment of his nectar
The taste of him only pierced her lips at that moment of awakening
His skin touched her through the osmosis of her own human existence
They were of the same yet dwelling apart beyond many lifetimes
An experience of transcendence consciousness
Events beyond the rareness of a universal supernova
Entwined completeness of eternal peace