Leaders in all realms and activities of life knew that the power they had come to hold existed because they were responsible to serve the many, thus power was position of service.

Remembrance of our kiss brings not your lips nor mine to mind. The flesh can only envy consumption so divine.

She listened to him all night and he found her fascinating.

Your mouth on mine our bridge to cross and serve where we would go. Utopia of sensations the flesh could never know.

I am sacred when you love me. I am your sanctuary, you are mine.

Looking up and out, how can we not respect this ever-vigilant cognizance that distinguishes us: the capability to envision, to dream, and to invent? the ability to ponder ourselves? and be aware of our existence on the outer arm of a spiral galaxy in an immeasurable ocean of stars? Cognizance is our crest.

Inspiration always arrives unannounced.