Breeze and Fire under the Moon
Lovely though lonely, the breeze gracefully dances,
Oblivious to evil, twirls around in foxy stances.
Versatile and warm, the fire yet suffocates alone,
Evanescent spark of happiness, soon cold as stone.
Bespoke reunion of two wills meant for each other,
Igneous tango, breeze has passion, fire the desire.
Resplendent beauty, pure in the Beltane’s twilight,
Devoted love in fiery frolics, a blissful delight.
Sublime in the moonlit night, two hearts, one hearth.
Thank you for your contribution Mr. Wadoux :-*