Ignited

And then the rain came, her heart too falling just like each drop ever more in love all over.

The heat, the rush, the gravitational suction back in, back home. 

Hand in hand they sprint out from the waves. He picks her up, spins her around, then with passion and pursuit pulls her in. Wrapping his arms around her, and holding on tight - one can see the physical manifestation of their chemistry. The energy that is constant. All the while, the sky weeps. With joy, with relief, healing waters come in a downpour.

Lost in each other, they tumble back home. He engulfs his love in a blanket to calm the shivering shoulders, always looking out for her, then starts to build what would turn into a glowing dance to crackle into the night.

The resting sun below the horizon now but enough light remains to cast whispering shadows of trees in this fairytale forest. Finally thawed out, she slouches curled up in the softest sweater ever produced and just watches - a fire in her eyes before one is ever lit. His strong hands, piece by piece stacking expired tree remnants, practically an art form. Next, the kindling is meticulously managed for a long lasting burn. In a flash the stack is ignited, flames shooting up, and  in, and out, burning loud inside their souls at the same time too, impossible to extinguish.