Mythmaking

She thinks--or, so she says--in terms of myths and legends.
If she says that she thinks in such terms it is because she is in
this world, but often not of this world... This too becomes,...
even abets her mythmaking process.
What are the origin tales of Love? It's got nothing to do with
a cherub volleying arrows or the Symposium, she thinks, but
with the held gaze.
The gaze belongs in that realm of the Mythical. Unequivocally
aggrandized and tangible because it is the stuff of human narrative.
A glance may pass, or it may evolve into an intense stare, a wordless,
continued dialogue. The gazers, for there can only be two, both
are versed in the atoms of silence and the connective tissue of
shared time.