I.
I will be your harbor when you come home
from the sea, salty and worn; I will shelter you
from fog that slowly descends on quiet, starless nights.
You'll feel currents surge as you nestle within my arms,
replacing this longing you might feel for the bitter blue.
I will be your hearth, comforting and warm -
fire blazing, embers banked against the fallen.
There will be no tempests to contend with here -
the storms are safely outside this dream as we dance,
embracing shadows by flickering candlelight.
II.
You feast upon my fiery flesh, drawing breath from my bones -
it hovers over us as an unrelenting sigh.
You whisper my name, a litany of desire -
unfathomable depths consume us in a whirlpool of wonder,
immersed in the ebb and flow of ache and arch.
Like water mirrored upon the sated earth,
evaporated by a hungry sun, I am carried into the clouded sky -
released again as rain pouring upon the soft petals of wildflowers,
quenching their thirst for growth, a subtle scent of passion
emanating from fields of glory,
lost within your embrace and found within your smile.
In shadows' depths, I rhythm poems within your love -
you hear me within your heartbeat,
answered by your searching mouth.
III.
Wildly stirred waves of wonder dwell within these storm-struck eyes.
You whisper oceans into my blood and we are dancing in deep water,
saturated beyond salvation's gasp. Inhaling each other's songs,
we break the surface of dreams, descended from paradise.
Echoes rhythm our bones, a lucid whirlwind -
lingering light in your eyes grew dark as you reached out,
drawing me near, creating us anew.
We are bowed beneath this bountiful gravity,
this ethereal lifting of wings,
weaving ribbons around our flickering flames - I linger,
thoughts unwrapped by this dream, lost in a fragment of time.
Moonlight wanes, drifts across silk rising for your touch.
Sudden stars beckon brightly, pale beside your luminous eyes.
I cannot speak - I cannot even whisper the truth of this moment
that returns again and again, gripping my heart
with the furies of unabated fire.
We lay stunned by this ferocity,
its vivid depictions of what might be, let unleashed.
I am besieged - shuddering, tethered by tenderness.
Bereft with beauty's boldness, I moan. My soul shivers
as we explore these depths, shadows and light twining,
swirling together in tempestuous space.
You gather my hair, winding me close.
I touch your hand, trembling.
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