Traces Of An Eternal Flame

Fingers flesh out desire Tease then set her soul on fire. He traces given of some eternal flame Without any more claimants Without any more resistance She does call out his name? Love is their torchlight. Sleep their only dark, partite Singly, they are but one. One-starry sky, a jarred, One landmass, one ocean, Underpinned like a mansard. She is his north, his east, His west and south… Together, they'll outexist. All other chief lusts of drought 'Bract in a dripping stem of salt Tell - who could find them at fault.'