In low light of gloam they loved slow, steady, and smooth. In warmth of bed, to cool of glass, and through finish on floor; they made to ache of morning wake and mood of rising dawn: giving, taking, embracing, breaking, emptying, and filling in surrender and acceptance of the passion; warmth and flood of deep-touch ecstasy in flash-wave of golden light; quiet tremble of awe and wonder in flood-sensing of the light.
Then in the after, recovered and desiring still; they loved through the gold and keeping rise of sun into lover’s blue: love as light of the world, romance in the rays.