She Smiles

SHE SMILES

The campfire smolders, tendrils of smoke drifting about the vast cavern.
The silence disturbed by footsteps as she approaches.
She smiles
and breathes on the embers, the bellows of life,
fueling the flicker to ignite the dark into light.

She reaches into heart of the fire,
Her hands oblivious to the heat of a thousand suns,
And holds the embers, pulsing in a warmth they had never known.
She smiles,
And the fire erupts in a passionate cry of rejoice.

The earth shakes from the release, senses awakening to undiscovered pleasures.
The flames rush to the dome, fueled by the bouquet of her flowing locks,
Creating the swirl of a wind, in haste to feel the contour of her every curve,
Stopping only to hear the excitement in her heart and
taste her sweet breath between softly lined lips, before fading away into stillness.
She smiles.

The flames dance in her eyes, til captured by her devilish sparkle.
They caress the lines of her face, feeling like only a blossom in a flower garden,
Lost within the brilliance of that radiant smile.
She brushes away their loneliness with words so gentle,
The flames melt away to the cavern floor,
Welcomed by the fire with the desire to experience it all.

And she smiles.