no bottle ever drank
who would know what
scented dizzy air means
the distance between their eyes
teasing what hidden flame
covered over dearly
their pride and time
some sacred night
to sin as mates
each hunted by that torturous angel
compelled to give their flesh
and bloodied souls
to the other for their keeping
and their home
no, flee not this relentless prison
better they should within and in drink
the sweat of the other
in their close and closing tie
in union so depart
the Earth, she unable to give up
to he, the Sky
and he rain down
on her shuddering secretive bloom
too much for this life
so on forever