Two bodies intersected by the shore,
both pent with hunger for expressions lost
by death of love and lover wanting more
than hearts and souls with anguish, pain, embossed.
Two conflagrations burst with tandem flame
in unison as if by common spark
ignited by each one, until they came
from dark to light again from light to dark.
Consuming each, as waves on shorelines crash,
they burned each one, hot ember’s crimson face
pressed heart to breast, his leather turned to ash
below, her entry probed in his embrace.
Now lie they both in sweat too sweet their flow
from lips above, her nectar, his, below.
