Black Gold

Beautiful black fabric woven from the strings of the ancestors. A spirit created of alchemy, and soil he speaks to the Empress in me. Adjusting my crown my regality linked to his ego. Compliments swirl through infinity our pairing drawing praise from the Gods that raised our beings from the Earth. Black gold forged from the fires that sparked eternity. I've met him in other worlds his soul bringing mine familiar gifts each time we create a reality. I feel him through time his essence wooing mine across planes, and universes. The fire we make streaking across skies with moons that stretch into forever. We dance under stars in the brightness of day. Beautiful black fabric woven from the strings of the ancestors.