One dawn I saw the double sun
As burst they into vernal plain.
I saw and trembled at such sight
And vowed that I would meet them twain.
Next dawn before the double burst
I climbed the highest mount I darest;
When up into the strated air,
I waited for the double burst.
Then they came with double burst;
Alpha and Beta were they named.
I asked if I may meet
Regardless of whether singly or twinned.
They answered yes and stretched out their hands
And I, in kind, did reach to meet.
Back I drew in blistered pain...
I forgot about their searing heat.
I looked at hand then at twinnéd face
And drew within their twice-twined air;
But when I looked, their beauty theived
And stole from me my only stare.
I still did not scream, t'would offend their ears
For still I longed to sing their praise;
But retract I did my scorchéd tongue,
Their searing heat my one malaise.
Bereft of sight and tongue and hand
I stumbled down the mountain high
And left the flaming twins in sync
To circle 'round their lofty sky.
And so deprived of senses three
I still will strive to speak my love
With pictures etched into the sand
As twins smile down from up above.
But never will I see the sand
For blinded speech can't ever touch
Nor kiss nor hold ethereal twins,
Though at such thoughts I still do blush.
Alicat, the kilted persnikitty
[This message has been edited by Alicat (edited 09-25-1999).]