scorching bodies; lucky souls

when the night falls with a loud thud
on the ceiling above
with you on all fours
the beautiful dove of constant
loud and intense love
fills my heart with longing
bonding our sweat-ridden bodies fast
to each others' beating hearts

when the bright day illuminates
the marks on your back
my brain cracked out of my skull
ruminates the terminate ailment
we so proudly wear on our pate

if we are to be sentenced to death
if burning or crucifixion shines
at the far end
let us rejoice in the shrines
we have been dealt
for since the beginning of times
my heart's fate has been to melt
alongside yours

listen now, your head besides mine
how loudly the rain pours outside
and the flames keep on burning
in the crevices of our sinful bodies
side by side