"Here be dragons."

Ancient maps lack these words.

One globe contains the words

In Latin form.

From the sixteenth century

Of the Common Era.

But what a great descriptor

Of the unknown

And the mysterious.

Of the dangerous

And the treacherous.

These words came to mind

When I thought of you.

And I did think of you.

And then rejected the words,

And remembered the beauty.

The beauty of the sharing

And the swearing

Of fidelity.

And the love that did exist.

And glowed from your eyes.

And from mine.

Into the very depths

Of our hearts and souls.

So there was never

Any fear of danger.

And no fear of treachery.

And I would really like to remember

Only that.

So I shall.

"Here be no dragons."