It is the unspoken words between two people. The look in her eyes and smile on her face. There can be no more than that for the fear of social outcasting. Those silly, inane rules that create taboo relations. She calls and I can only go where there are no rules. I kneel at my altar and light two candles, one for the Goddess of the night and one for the God of the day. I allow myself to go deep into the inner depths of consciousness. I walk into her mind where she is patiently waiting, surrounded by the clouds of conflict. She reaches her hand to touch mind, it is electric. We embrace and kiss as only true desire can. The clouds part and give way to light as if we are the eye of a storm. Ecstasy ensues and after the communion of our souls I must leave for now. I awaken where I was, in front of the altar. The candles have burned down, it is only now that time has resumed. Next time we meet, the smile and eyes are brighter having indulged in what was not supposed to be, yet was perfect.