They play
between the words
the twinkling eyes
those wrestling games that inspire
drifts the hearts to the tempests fire
releases within that wanting desire
to take and make whole
that a oneness draws and here consumes
where love embraces and there blooms
the prospect dream, the wanting gleam
of loves sweet sensual, ecstatic stream
whereby and through these two
become one simple shape
one desired frenzy of bliss
that lays their world amiss
To the surrender of that first kiss.

Alisdaire O'caoimph