Your mounted passion climbs, and I’m replete
With glow, to open mouth of eve-song’s fire
Inside your breath, as tender glances heat,
Embracing this and that; lanterns conspire.
Fingers trace our names among hungry stars,
Deepening blaze of love and quest for time,
And twilight warms one breath to yield afar
Thus, giving way to lip-kissed hours sublime.
We taste the wine of affection with grace
As rising dawn acknowledges our rites,
For passion is supreme, in dream’s embrace
On heady walks where laughter pure excites.
Until one day, a farewell drowns our lore
When moments strayed as endings, nevermore.
~Inspired by Meatloaf's Song with the theme
on the polarity of passion( expressed through love,
romance and devotion), and the indifference from
such by parting in the end.
Songs to Poetry of Debbie Guzzi
by nette onclaud)