by Sasami

You, the Way of my Life,
With your black hair that seeks
A bloom for its tresses,
With your enchanting ways
Foreign yet not foreign
To my amalgated
World composed of all worlds,
Mea càrissima
Amìca es. Yet you mean
Much more to me than just
A dear friend, and always
Shall as long as the fire
In my heart burns, as long
As I live ere I die.

--Chris Ess / Sasami
written February 1998

Added 27 August 1998

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