In the darkness of the cavern, there's a fire in his eyes.
Lighting and branding the skin of her beating heart
Taking in sights like no man has seen before
In the darkness of this new hybrid light.
There deep within- the two dance- intertwined like roots around grass and dirt. Buried in each other. Skin touching skin, her face within her shoulder, arm bent around his ankles, and her knees pinned to his abdomen.
Each finger connected by a cell and a strand and a moment.
Each breath connected by a drop and a chemical and each other.
The burning sensation they feel.
The tingling of skin.
The uneasy heartbeat.
The stuttering of lips.
A happiness.
A love.
An antonym of pain.
Glances, there are none. Eyes shut for one another in the high-speed hit and run of love between a sinner and a saint.
Her hair balances the darkness of his skin.
Her eyes counter the brown of his hair.
His skin balances the red of her lips.
Embraced in a moment of foreverness.
Immortalized as one.
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