The Fusion of Souls

     Bodies—golden brown
     And beautiful—projecting in the wall
     Reach splendor’s height
     As love blooms

     Melodic whispers
     And fragrances
     Spill into the dark
     Quiet night
     As dawn-fresh gentle breezes
     Like wind
     Tickles napes
     And spines

     Under the stars
     A baritone
     Bellows a love song
     And candlelight
     Flickering
     Burns lower
     And lower
     And lower

     Promises
     Sentiments
     Breaking free from lips
     Like leaves from a tree
     Settle in souls and grow
     As does roots
     As feelings escalate

     Ripples intertwine
     Tides swell
     And rush
     The earth trimmers
     Then
     Everything is still
     Very still

     Time resumes
     Breath is restored
     The clock ticks
     And ticks
     And ticks
     And
     Two souls
     Aglow
     Fuse


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