December offers her comfort,
an amorous embrace, subtle,
yet laden with an inkling of urgency.
The vanilla sky opened to the precipice
of an unending love; a reverent genuflect
to hearts so entrusted, calloused and crusted
through the years . But our mission remained
unconditional and unbridled; stoking desire’s fire.
Forged on the burning bark of the Tree of Life
to rest on the trivet of passion’s longing.