Water pours on to the ground,
Raindrops fall yet make no sound.
The weather quickens,
the wind churns.
In the hearth fire burns.
Unto the ground their bodies meld,
with digits interlocked, hands tightly held.
Two figures writhing intertwined.
Hearts stood still in endless time.
Loving, breathing, lusting, heaving.
A perfect moment under fires light,
then carried on into the night.
Their acts befit their unfeigned glances.
Around they moved in ****** dances,
never halting true romances.
Silhouetted in flame, the couple calm.
The sun aroused approaching dawn.
Whispered into ears they speak,
"without your love, I would grow weak".
Eternal and merged, souls entangled.
Clothed only in light, shows every angle.
Into restful sleep they fall, a message of love for one and all.