Finally Free

A stirring of the waters upon a magical float,
lust and friendship fill the air,
horrors and pain largely in tote,
into their eyes they stare.

Concocted by the gods of old
or maybe the invisible hand of fate,
mysterious charm and truth unfold
as a swelling undertow draws bodies to mate.

A bit of timidity surrounded by the air of humidity,
coupled with lascivious glances in the other's direction.
The hand of the clock ticks away slowly but with liquidity,
igniting thoughts of past affection.

Carelessly and carefully the plunge begins to take form,
the glances that were once mere desire turn to something more.
The intertwining of tormented souls amdist a raging storm,
fusing the red and the black at the center of their core.

Kisses on the wind or so it at first appeared,
but slowly the edifice was built upon a granite foundation.
Green was its color but not of envy as others leered,
desires gave way to love through discourse and flirtation.

What once was frozen began to melt,
and what once was cautious began to trust,
the intoxicating fever, which both of them indwelt
years spent apart from one another caused their ache and rust.

Moment by moment and grains of sand they pass,
through liquid dreams across illusioned cities face to face they came
upon a softened bed of time, finally free at last,
the two became one for the first time, each fanning the other's flame.

Healing hurts of years gone by as their balm was applied to each wound,
sheltered in the newfound security of love, a rebirth for both had begun.
Voices that whispered and played upon strings fine tuned
revealed what once remained hidden treasures, unearthed one by one.

Could it have been foretold so very long ago?
Written in the stars above or in the depths of the ocean deep?
How from two broken vessels their love would flow
and to each the other's heart would keep.