I write because I feel what I feel to be romance
Heat boils the earth and the air we breathe,
Sweat covers our bodies- not an inch is safe
The breeze from the rolled down windows of an automobile-
Our only salvation of a fresh breath through the smoldering sun waves
The red ball of fire rises past the horizon of a hill with a church
Light hugs the earth in a warm embrace
As two lover, the pure beauty of their naked bodies connected as one,
Breathe as if it were God's will
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