And a sudden stillness envelopes us afterwards,
you will not know where I have gone
once these bodies climb down from such passion.
I can see everything now,
it is almost too much to take in.
A lone flower blooming against the night,
petal by petal exposed to the moon's soft glow,
far too beautiful for me to name,
some mysteries should remain impenetrable.
Locks soaked earlier in the afternoon rain,
a summer mist sending heated plumes
like a radiant ghost in this proximity,
you would not speak a word right then.
You wanted the silence to hang undisturbed,
you wanted the moment to remain sacred.
And a sudden fever began to break,
we take one another the only way
we have ever known how to,
with a quiet possessive fury.
I can see everything now,
it is almost too much take in.
A fire refusing to be extinguished,
a cry that must not go ignored
but it is far too primal to name,
some mysteries should remain impenetrable.
Depths soaked in a bursting release,
plumes of steam hovering from our skin,
breathing you in like a sweet mist
as I felt the final claiming clench,
we did not say one word right then.
We wanted the moment to remain undisturbed,
we wanted something between us to remain sacred.
And a sudden stillness envelopes us afterwards,
you will not know where I have gone
once these bodies descend from such passion.
Some mysteries should belong to us,
some mysteries should remain impenetrable.