Sounds of breath meet love.
Sounds of breath meet love.
The dark, once thought empty, brightens—lanterns a blur, softened exquisite.
Words in volumes of flame burned from their hearts.
We turn a fiery grave into God loving star.
Embarrassment raws my cheeks. Head down— not too proud.
My lungs burn. Naked— a dare.
White fire traces my mind and relieves my heart its red—baptism. Pour your religion over me once again.
“Mine” said in pinched red crescents.
Soft golden ivory’s kiss— Her soul laid out on a bed framed in skeleton.
Eerie romance, three nights’ delight—when worlds lean close we kiss through candlelight.