Passionate Woods

Walk with me,

In these woods,

A carpet of 

Dried leaves,

Crackle in murmurs

Insinuating passions,

We walk by.

An erect root,

Plunging into

The moist earth,

Trips Us Against

Its tree trunk,

We pause.

On this bed of

Wood, we wed,

Creepers sprout

from my hands,

Entwine you

Garland you

I pause.

A sweeping breeze

Chants, Enchants,

Blows your hair,

Exposing your

Sacrificial neck

You look to

The skies,

You pause.

A thousand leaves,

Kiss above,

A thousand rays,

Rain from the gaps 

of their lips,

Strike you,

Bless us,

They pause.

A moment of 

Silence,

Two hearts beat

Into One,

Disappear.