Passion

Passion

Atop a field of petals
The wind carries heavy whispers
Velvet lips brush gently
Against melting skin
Tumbling over one another,
Grasping at the Earth.
Small tender cries,
Rise and fall.
Tongues dance,
Searching each other out.
Cool rain begins to fall softly
Upon tangled flesh.
Steam rises.
The thirst remains unquenched.
Savoring a taste
Most bittersweet.
Passion consumes the soul.
A raging fire,
Flames reaching the Heavens
And like twisted shadows,
The lovers fall once more.