Cleansing

The sky holds the echoes of nights long spent

Drawn in lights across the vast expanse

Where words were exchanged for deep breaths

Where the soul rested quietly upon our lips

She strips the day from her flesh

Beckons me without a word spoken

As she turns up the heat, and leaves the cold

Unopened, slinks past the curtain

I escape all that has been tainted

By some other world, where we have only been

Hopeless

She turns her face, eyes pleading me

Cleanse me of that lesser fate, for the evening

I draw the cloth across her back

Watch the steam rise from each tiny collision

Of water and fire, of lovers and their desire

I don't know if I'm here or there

Or where she learned to walk on air

I just watch, transfixed

As the robe come to rest

Across her shoulders and around her chest

Watch her smile and bite her lip

And lead the way to a thousand planes

Where only we exist

Trade the day and its banal fates

For a night spent charting the heavens

Where the interplay of flesh and soul

Swallows us whole, freed of inhibitions

Pleading with all we know

That this fire is never extinguished

That through the filth of days to come

These nights remain untarnished.