30 Nov 2008
The Point Of No Return
He:
You have come here
in pursuit of your deepest urge,
in pursuit of that wish,
which till now has been silent,
silent . . .
I have brought you,
that our passions may fuse and merge -
in your mind you've already succumbed to me
dropped all defences
completely succumbed to me -
now you are here with me:
no second thoughts,
you've decided,
decided . . .
Past the point of no return - no backward glances:
the games we've played
till now are at an end . . .
Past all thought of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting:
abandon thought, and let the dream descend . . .
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us . . .?
Past the point of no return,
the final threshold -
what warm,
unspoken secrets will we learn?
Beyond the point of no return . . .
She:
You have brought me
to that moment where words run dry,
to that moment where speech disappears into silence,
silence . . .
I have come here,
hardly knowing the reason why . . .
In my mind, I've already imagined
our bodies entwining
defenceless and silent -
and now I am here with you:
no second thoughts,
I've decided,
decided . . .
Past the point of no return -
no going back now:
our passion-play has now, at last, begun . . .
Past all thought of right or wrong -
one final question:
how long should we two wait,
before we're one . . .?
When will the blood begin to race
the sleeping bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames, at last, consume us . . .?
Both:
Past the point of no return
the final threshold -
the bridge is crossed, so stand
and watch it burn . . .
We've passed the point
of no return . . .
by Andrew Lloyd Webber
Dor
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