Touching

Touching
the wick catches fire
and the song melts
burning the thick night
into an fervent sea,
incandescent waves rolling,
exuberantly crashing,
exploding into the shore
of you and me,
the swollen thickness of our flesh
overwhelming the darkness
into the ecstatic light
burning with the throb
of two bodies made one,
consumed on the altar of eternity.

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