My Love, if you would wait for me

By the garden gate,

A thousand kisses await for you.

(And I will not be late.)

A thousand stars will light the way

Into the open night,

And we can either walk hand-in-hand,

Or dance beneath their light.

And if by some chance

The moon may shine,

Half light, half dark,

Then we will feel the opposing pulls

As they leave their marks upon us.

But in the morning we will see,

The two of us are one,

Like two cats curled up,

One white, one black,

The Yin, the Yang,

The Moon, The Sun,

The Universe, You, and I, waiting,

As the Cosmos waits for us 

To live, to die, to love again,

To be willing to receive again

Another thousand kisses.

-jenn