Soulmates

Molten bodies melding,

fused in melody

only we can hear.

Burnished diamonds

of evening vault

rising as one

in reborn sky.

Passion painting

our souls,

limbs strengthening

when we tumble.

Gazes bound together

with silken thread.

Gossamer paper

wrapped tenderly

around hearts

in deep cobalt shadows

of dusk, pulsing.

Endless ecstasy

of seared skin

from before

time was born.