The words come pouring out of their shell, forming a collage on the screen of white. The night is young, the sun tired, and I am dancing with my friend to the rhythm of the wind in the Arabian Desert. I am in love and my beloved is unknown and so I wander through life seeking the unknown in all. The after taste of the last sip of wine is ever present in my mouth; the lustful kiss that sought eternal life. I indulge my senses and saviour every moment of sensation. The light and sound of the crackling wood from the fire illuminate the boundaries of my soul and guide me through the night. I embrace the flickering light in the depth of darkness and drift away to the place where my roots are deep in soil, and my branches are reaching for the stars.