when you first touched the very clouds shook as the fire drowned you in its fierce bright flames it was love, a love like you’d never known and it burned so bright it blinded both of you so you lost your way and you lost one another yet even now the thought of that first touch sends a shiver through your soul that you can never deny and frankly, never should life is life the past is the past —except when it’s so present— you’re allowed your memories so long as they don’t restart that wildfire and burn down the house you’ve built so lovingly and happily since the flaming flood subsided
pooled water reflects the green canopy broken vision spreads in rings the leaves shaking themselves dry in the wind there’s no going out now the rain has dampened your enthusiasm for a stroll beneath the fading stars and turned it into hunger an urge for something primal smiles merge tears vanish the rain falls outside but there’s none in here just your soft smiles and in a while, whispers in the storm’s dimmed light giving way the sunshine beaming up at me from your loving face is enough to light my world for years to come whatever it is lying between us that still burns I bask, grateful in its warm light