Shared Solitude

In ardent exhaustion

 the pair of lovers fell

asleep in each other’s arms.

 

The wind blew a cool

  secretive melody through the slit of the window

while the fire of their passions extinguished into a fluid

                 relaxing dream. 

 

In that shared solitude

    of the night

the warm nude bodies

merged into a passive communion as the vibration of the air reverberated with the wise words of ancient religions. 

 

The weight of their satisfaction drew them into the abysmal depths of dreamy unconscious poetry, forgetting momentarily

chapters of uncertainty

and impatience in their lives, allowing the nightly river to carry them to the shores of rest and accomplished desire.