Candles burned in the red brick hearth. Hearts of their white bodies glowed yellow-pure through translucence of heat-softened skin.
Drunk of the wine took warm in flesh, taste saying on her lips tongue, both savored in his kiss.
He laid her body before the light—skin and heart as candles’ own. Lifting gown from cover-fall, he drew panties soft to side; warmth and press of kiss and tongue to seam and fold of her inner hip; her upward press of lover’s spread as kiss drew center-line; roll of her hips to way of is tongue—feeling; play of her hands to his back of head pressing stronger to; whole of roll through her body then in sweeping of the swoon.
Then guiding high his kiss, wanted on hers again. Lift of her legs, bend of knees, cradled for receive. Taste of their sounds on tongues and lips to first deep-smooth and finish flesh-press of hips to hips.
Break of their kiss, open of eyes—unbreaking—through love-rhythm in the light: spirits, souls, and flesh aglow as candles’ hearts aflame.