Advent

Advent

we two exuberant explorers
adventurer and his dreamy mistress
soaked in the throes of a downpour
take refuge where we may console
wet fingers frolicking in shared shelter
chilly dripping noses drying now
nuzzled, comforted by bloodrushed pillows
inside, a crackling campfire
relieves our drenched attire

to uncharted lands she points, dares
this adventurer boldly ventures there
leisurely strolling through hills rolling
peaking to modest majesty's praise
sloping hopefully to hazy flowered valleys
the revelation in their redolence revealed
and this adventurer's reverence revised
when his mistress then decides
to nominate a neglected plain espied

wandering the moon-lit desert
quicksilver on the horizon portenting
a devotion ahead of dazzling heat
dragging onward in a daze of thoughts
ever teased by scents of oasis ensconced
one last dune to crest, caress
this adventurer deigns to dip a hand
and sip from the desert's holy sand
little pool of play before continuing away

cavernous destination dawns
we share a sweaty sidelong glance
with a secret wink this spelunker forays
diddles his cathartic cavern dance
to raid the deep's time capsules, core
where rage the fires of creation
and erupt the infernos of elation
there we bind bonds of traded vows
and bring us back an artifact