From here:-

*You stalked past me to your cabin, *

*And filled the hall with righteous anger, *

Froze my simple heart with dread,

And seared my soul in fire.

*And I dreamt of you that night, *

*A glorious, stormy, passion-dream, *

That filled my mind with visions of you,

And burned me with desire.

Thus have passed the many light-years,

*Far away from all we knew and know, *

Still I'm glad to work beside you,

On the journey which remains.

For should we never reach our goal,

Has mattered little since I felt,

The fiery tendrils of your passion,

Burning deep within my veins.

*But for the chance to lie beside you, *

*On some forbidden heated night, *

Held tight within your strong embrace,

Not just a waking dream.

*I would strive to give you wholly, *

*Of self and soul, if only, *

*You would out of isolation lift me with you, *

From a whisper to a scream.

I am a man, with Sun in Aquarius in 11, but Venus in Aries in 12, opposed Pluto in Libra in 6; along with my South Node, ascendant, and Chiron in Aries.

For nearly half a century now, the archetype of the Aries woman has always been my greatest love, although as Venus in 12 dictates, in near total secrecy. The above poem was dedicated to a character from the series Star Trek Voyager; a half Klingon, half Latina woman named B'Elanna Torres, who exemplifies said archetype.

I have always found their ferocity intimidating to the point where I have never approached them openly, but there have been one or two of them who I have loved from the twelfth house's shadows; and perhaps ironically, because she is not real, but none of them more than B'Elanna herself.