From heaviness sprang an idea
—A tantalizing whisper, a glimmer of thought,
Speeding the pulse and setting the mind afire.
We danced around, back and forth
This idea and I
Circling, panting, and colliding
As though we were meant to be
Two parts together; a whole
We raced into the room
To create, to craft, to burn
Grappling frenziedly as we whispered into each other’s ears
Clothes fluttering to the floor
Exposing our wants, our wishes;
And then we
Pieced together our dreams
Our destiny,
Becoming one in a moment,
Blooming from the confines of our once lonely lives
Into the fire of an idea,
Our idea.
And it was love.
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Just thought I’d try something new today…and yes, there’s a little spark of an idea brewing in my mind right now… Can’t wait to see where it leads!
Happy writing, everyone. 🙂