Mists

You penetrated,
 Through the thickest,
    Most protective mists, 
      With which I surrounded myself, and
         They, have now dissipated back to Avalon’s bonnie shores.

You pulled me through isolation and darkness, 
  To your beautifully hidden universe,
     My heart now runs rich,
         On the promise of potential,
            Flowing deepest far past the shallows of my soul, and
              Shooting like a Excalibur to the surface of this lady’s lake.

The power of your intentions is BIGGER than you realize,
  Do you want what you’re asking for?
   And as you begin to tear away,
     Out of terror?
       Or out of excitement?
         Or out some enigmatic emotion?
           I        begin      to      be     torn       apart.