Romance exuded from the flames on to each awoken pore
The rainbow in my wine could have been a hallucination or the real thing
I’ve never made love by lantern light
Misty eyed and aroused, it was time
Darkened by dancing shadows, engulfed by rustic embers
A sudden flood of innocence made way for rose colored cheeks and palms as damp as lips
As if our thoughts were synced, our eyes moved from black to light
The flame flickered and the moon bowed simultaneously – it was time
Constellations were outlined with both delicacy and desire
Experienced and in love, molding wave after wave
We found the soul of the other – and began again
-Long Beach, California
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