-- Rhett, Runedrake... it's all about him, I guess. There are others who've brought up echoes of it but this screams his name.

Darkling boy
They say he is a dream
Mythical lover
Fantastic
Unreal
But I know the truth
Honey from his lips
And venom in his words
Odd contrast there
The delicious taste
And the bitter poison
They work so well
Together
When he uses them
Like most people use
A favorite shirt
Some overused phrase
He hides himself in speech-daggers
Buried in speech
Lost in his own shadows
He is dark-eyed
Not through genetics
Merely because
For once
His soul is sneaking a glimpse
Peering briefly
From the cage
Of thought
He builds to keep it safe
To keep it bound
To keep it whole
He is a dreamer
But quite real, to me
This is why I treasure him:
He holds my own dreams
Meets them
Matches them
And leaves me wondering
Why I ever thought
That dark and light could never
Blend
Sharing space
And sharing one heart
Two angry lovers
At an italian dinner
His emotions, the last meatball
And they battle with words and gazes
Love not enough
To keep from wanting more
Still
Despite the battle
They leave together
Hand in fur-gloved hand --