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Click hereLoving Cup
12/09/10
Languid, with almost a liquid slowness
Their bodies regretfully untangle
As the rain and sleet pelt the window pane
They hide from the growing storm
The fire burns low, reduced to a deep red glow
Like their fulfilled passion and desires
Earlier their lust for each other, flared and flamed
As the fire burned bright and hot in the hearth
The surrender to each other was total and complete
Unconditional as well as blissful, loving and kind
Their bodies moved in the rhythm of love, unrehearsed
Following the simple dance of acres wild
A dance as pure as the love they hold in the silver chalice
Of their bodies ...
A loving cup...that they both drink from.
The writing is lovely, the pace perfect for the poem. The fire/passion metaphor is a bit of a cliche but this is a pretty solid poem.