As a flame to smoke

He was to me

Impulsively fiery

We quarreled passionately

Inking our nails

Like skein like patterns

Across each other's flesh

Obliterating the shadows of our marriage

The swift surge of his power

Inside the depths of my ocean

Was a volatile mixture of juices

As the cerulean sky exploded

With his clouds

We got dressed

And joined our respective spouses

Waiting amongst the honorable guests.

©LR