Under Orion's Eye

UNDER ORION’S EYE

You and I walk hand in hand under the watchful eye of Orion in the darkness of the autumn eve.
All is silent save for the sound of descending dew upon the leafy floor.
We traverse the trails of yesteryear’s pain and look ahead to the dawn of our new day.
I look to you and you look to me as we bring our beings together to kiss and caress each other softly in the night’s mist.
A wink in the eye from Orion’s eye as the night evaporates into day.
We lay in the grass breathing in the rays of the newborn sun.
(2005)
Chris "Boo" Booe