To Treasures Hidden Deep

Like two pirates hiding plunder
In each... We see what all others will miss... that which is hidden deep under:
Under years of blind or cruel or those that take for granted
Are treasures... rich... and varied... and blissfully enchanted.

In each other's arms all past we ignore...
for it is now...  in touch and tone... that our spirits soar!
You heal me and in turn I endeavor...
to take you to a place... where our stolen moments last forever

Where the blind may pass... we alone will see.
See into each other’s being of passion, promise, and glee
Touch to skin... lip to lip... and the ladder to your mind
You have charted me every path to the treasurers others cannot find.

Uncail Ruadh March 2007