Carpe Noctem -- Home

         To dance this midnight hunter's moon, is to be home again.

The warm scent of your breath --

Captivated by all save The One who binds me to this human state.

To die is gain and to live is Him who saved this wretched soul!

When all else is betreyed, memories of you grant the grace to move again --

No scar or wretched memory's ghost wrought can replace what once I loved so dear --

To hold you is the end of that final glowing ember.

The day I finally rest --

To touch what subtle peace, fingers entwined as one,

Lips pressed as buds in bloom, what thorns are left mean none.

Though I fight, I seize this night, and thy love endures -- my strength,

So this night I'm free, this night alone,

Home -- I finally do see....