I have looked to no one, now I look to you!
Looks at me,
Impression!
But no one has seen my own eyes.
Blurred by uncompassion,
Stained by hatred.
Alone I am, nothing
More.
“Give me your hand,” one person said.
A voice in the crowd-no one listened,
No one heard…
Only her and I; Chameleon eyes, golden
Hazel eyes stare me down.
Hidden down, deep-there boils
Blood red.
Crimson.
The milk of the gods…
It is I who have heard her,
Linked to,
The strongest.
Only her voice in my head-no one can hear
Her, but me.
Liquid warm her voice soothes me…
Impression has been made—
Tyrsith
Kazith
--Connection!
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If one has read the novels of Anne McCaffrey about Pern they will understand what is going on, but for those who don't know, this is the mating flight of a queen and the bronze who catches her and the human mates. In a way this is a fan-fic poem.
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LAST UPDATED: February 13, 2000
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